Page 75 of The Vampire's Storm

Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Brooklyn smile, then quickly look away. Damn her and her blushing cheeks. Her raven hair was up today, the waves brushing the tips of her ears and the pulse at her neck called to him.

Was it possible that she was ten times prettier today? Because to him, she was.

He’d thought of her every second since she darted from the training room. What that meant, Logan was reluctant to consider.

Maybe tomorrow.

Or maybe never...

“Logan, get a team together. Take one of the SLCs and—”

“I want to go,” Mack said suddenly.

“You sure?” Ari asked.

“We’re going to war. I need to be ready. I’ve been out in the field before. Plus, this deadly asshole will keep me alive.” Mack slapped him on the shoulder.

Right, so apparently he was doing this.

Great. More of that crap in his system.

“For a fee.” Logan smirked and slid his eyes from the hybrid over to Brooklyn.

Her expression was interesting. As if him being a protector, while being an assassin, was unfathomable. Or perhaps he was projecting.

Either way, she was trying to work him out.

He winked at her, and she quickly looked away.

Sage frowned at him in response.

“Fortunately, I have a discount on today.” Logan grinned. “So you are in luck.”

The king looked between Ari and him. “What did I miss?”

“Ignore him. It seems I attract smart-asses into my organization.”

Brooklyn chuckled and glanced at the floor.

Keep up that submission, sweetheart and I will have to fuck you.

“Brooklyn can you show...maybe Mack what we need? Give them some sample bags to make sure the serum isn’t contaminated,” Sage said. “I’ll be back there in a few hours.”

What? Why not him? Okay fine, yes, he’d been terrorizing the human recently, but now they were... friends.

Finger fuck buddies?

Not that he was going to say either out loud.

“I’ll go,” Logan said instead.

He didn’t like the idea of Mack being alone with Brooklyn. The male wouldn’t hurt her, but he was too fucking charming for his liking.

“I think she’s safer with me.” Mack laughed. “Come on, honey.”

The fuck?

His body stiffened, and before he realized what he was doing, Logan found his hand at his back inside his waistband. Reaching for his weapon.