Page 93 of The Vampire's Seduction

Good.Marek didn’t allow himself to linger on Sascha’s gratitude.This time I’m going to need your help.

You’ve got it,Rowan said.Is it Hunters?

It’s my best guess.

Time for some payback,Rowan said gleefully.Marek could almost hear the other vampire cracking his knuckles.

Marek grunted in agreement as fury blazed. Did the Hunters think they’d killed him? How dare they come into his territory to take what was his? He had a sense of déjà vu. Hunters had kidnapped Leah less than a month ago from Vegas in a similar fashion. He’d thought Julian crazy to chase her past Vegas’ electromagnetic shield, almost burning himself to ashes. Now he understood the reckless, uncontrollable desire to protect his mate. His world turned red, and he struggled to contain the murderous vampire shredding at his control. Losing his rationality now wouldn’t serve him or Olivia.

Kill. Mate. Kill.

If you find her first, don’t destroy the car,Marek warned and relayed Olivia’s general location to them. Olivia couldn’t survive a car crash. He had to get her out of the vehicle and away from the Hunters without hurting her.

Can Bryan teleport her out?Darren asked.

I’ll ask.

It hadn’t occurred to Marek to ask the dark fae for help. He’d worked with Bryan for a century, but he didn’t trust the mysterious, capricious being.

Hopefully the dark fae didn’t hold that against him.

Bryan,I need your help,he said.

Whatever you need. I’m here to serve,Bryan replied, sounding as devil-may-care as usual. Talking to him telepathically was different than talking to other vampires. Colder. Darker.

I need you to teleport my mate out of a moving vehicle.

Ooh, that sounds like a fun challenge.

Can you do it?

You don’t give me enough credit. I’ll get your mate out. What does she look like?

Marek relayed a mental image of Olivia.

Pretty,Bryan crooned. Marek gritted his teeth. Bryan was notorious for his sexual conquests.Location?

I see the car,Rowan said.A black SUV. It’s turning right on Chandler street.

Black SUV. Chandler street,Marek told Bryan.

You want me to bring her to you?Bryan asked.

Yes.

Alright. On my way.

With the plan in place, Marek put on a burst of speed to close the distance between himself and Olivia, panic blossoming in his chest.She’s fine. They won’t get away.

Stop the car on my signal,Marek ordered and received confirmation from the others.

Seconds later, he heard tires screeching and gunshots going off. He was so close!

Bryan! What’s happening?he shouted.

No response.

The car’s spinning,Darren said in an ominous tone.