Page 34 of The Vampire's Storm

Ari had set the rule right from the start. He believed females were a distraction and wanted to focus on training ultra top-level assassins at The Institute.

Now they also knew he had been flying undercover from the royal family, so he’d been incredibly protective about who he trusted and let in his world.

He thought about what Kurt said...that he trusted Ari’s decision to bring Brooklyn into the castle. Logan had been trained by and worked for Ari for fifty years.

He absolutely trusted the ancient vampire.

That didn’t mean he trusted or had to like Brooklyn—he never would—but Ari would had done his due diligence.

He knew he had a blind spot when it came to humans. And while he’d never understand why they hadn’t sought out a vampire instead, Sage must have wanted Brooklyn for a reason.

So he’d suck it up.

But still watch her.

And her ass.

Mack, however, seemed to have an odd interpretation of their life back at The Institute on the West Coast.

“We didn’t live in the Himalayas, dude. It’s Seattle. Plenty of hot ass in the bars and clubs there. I wasn’t a monk.” Logan laughed.

Quite the opposite.

As vampires they had a powerful sex drives and there had been many threesomes and moresomes shared among the guys.

Not breakfast conversation, but hell, if Mack wanted to find a couple of hot females and make a night of it, he wasn’t opposed to it.

He just had to have a talk to his cock and be clear: no Brooklyn.

She was the enemy.

Even if everyone else around them was momentarily confused.

They sat down and ordered their breakfasts as Mack asked more about how The Institute worked. When his meal was placed in front of him, Logan glanced up to smile and thank the server.

That’s when a raven-haired human caught his attention. His body flared to life as he took in her soft skin and the vulnerability she oozed.

Which fucked him off.

In three seconds, he could snap her pretty little neck and be done with her.

And lose his job.

Logan glared until she finally looked up. He kept his cold gaze on her even when her cheeks turned pink, and his cock hardened and pressed against his zipper.

Stupid motherfucker that it was.

It was time to get laid.

That was the only explanation.

Since arriving at the castle, they’d been busy, so he’d had no time to fornicate with any of the females around. Clearly a mistake, and if he was finding a human attractive, it was time.

Brooklyn held his gaze, surprising him.

Although the slight quiver in her chin was a giveaway as his dark stare continued to challenge her.

Think you can play with a big bad vampire, little mouse?