Bite Me: Vampire Wardens Resurrection, #1
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Eli Channing was just a man on top of the world, successful, married to Ivy, the woman of his dreams. Then one night, they're attacked, and she's murdered by vampires beyond salvation. Eli was saved, recruited to join the elite vampire wardens, a keeper of silence and peace between humans and other beings, but in his heart is the desire for revenge.
Nearly a century later, a woman named Ivy who writes fictional vampire novels appears in his path. This new Ivy stirs familiar feelings and dark primal passion in him. But she's not his Ivy. Or is she?
Soon, Eli will discover what comes around goes around, and those we are connected to share a bond with us that cannot be broken. As Eli seeks the mystery of this new Ivy's connection to him, he will come face to face with the vampire who killed his wife. And he will face the hard truth of why she died and how he might be to blame.
Lisa Renee Jones
Visit Lisa at www.lisareneejones.com
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Bite Me - Lisa Renee Jones
CHAPTER ONE
Eli
THE PAST—1924
Ivy and I walk arm and arm down a New York City street, the chill of a September eve in the air, with the promise of more cold weather soon. Tonight was her birthday celebration, complete with dinner and a show, and when we get back home, there’s her favorite pineapple upside-down cake waiting on her, compliments of my mother. My mother has always loved Ivy. My father was another story. To him, she was beneath our status. He’d rejected her, until he'd realized her family had land he could claim.
What are you thinking?
she asks, brushing her hand over my jaw.
I remember the first time I met you,
I say.
She smiles, snuggling in tighter under my arm. It was a good day.
My father can be a stubborn old bat, but in the end, she won him over. I married her a year later. Her parents passed a year after that, a month apart. I’d promised her then that she would never be alone. It’s a promise I will keep for the rest of my life.
Our carriage awaits with a lantern and a driver, and I help her into the rear passenger seat, pulling a blanket around her and giving Cam, my buddy who is playing driver tonight after our real driver bailed on me, a thumb’s up once we’re loaded. Cam’s family owns the carriage company that operates across most of the country.
You look good in that seat, Cam,
she teases.
He winks at her. Anything for you, my lady.
And he means it. Ivy has a way of winning over everyone she meets with nothing but pure charm and kindness. I’m not sure any of us knew how much we needed that in our lives until she showed up.
Cam sets us into motion into the darkness and Ivy and I talk about the evening, about a party we’ll attend this coming weekend, and about her new horse, Cassandra. I still can’t believe you named your horse Cassandra.
It’s a beautiful name for a beautiful animal.
And what will you call our daughter?
We aren’t pregnant,
she says. And since we’ve been trying for two years, we both know we’re not going to be pregnant.
God works in mysterious ways,
I assure her solemnly. When the time is right, the time will be just that—right. We’ll have our baby girl.
Or boy,
she reminds me. A boy to be like his daddy. I’d like that.
The hope in her voice with these words has me in full agreement. Or a boy,
I concur, hoping for the sooner than later of this equation. She needs family, our family. She snuggles in close to me, under my arm, and sighs, pulling her journal from her skirt pocket. Always writing,
I say.
I am,
she says, showing me what she’s been working on most recently. To my surprise, it says, The story of Eli and his sons and daughters.
My heart swells with this entry in her feminine script that tells me her hope, and head is still exactly where mine is when it comes to starting our little family. I cup her face and lean in, our lips close. It will happen. Wait and see.
Suddenly, we halt with a shout from Cam. Ivy and I jolt upward, and I find Cam holding his shotgun. Adrenaline surges and I grab the weapon under my seat and place myself in front of Ivy. I blink in shock as Cam is literally ripped from the front of the carriage in what can only be a wild animal attack. Desperate to save him and protect Ivy, I begin shooting into the darkness. Ivy screams from behind me and I reach for her, but she’s gone.
I turn toward the sound and a man lands on the seat above me. He snarls like an animal, fangs protruding from his mouth. I shoot him and shoot him again. The bullets do nothing to him, nothing at all. He grabs me, yanks me to him and those fangs dig into my neck. Pain pierces my body and a moment later, the world goes dark.
CHAPTER TWO
PRESENT DAY
For most people, sunset is a time of calm and rest. For those like me, it’s about the pulse of life, about sex, satisfaction, blood, and war. Because like all vampire wardens, we are the line between humanity and the monsters humans believe to be a myth. Tonight, this vampire is all about poker. I’m in the rear of a downtown Denver bar in a private room at a table of twelve, two of which are my vampire warden blood brothers, Cam and Rocco. Blood brothers in the way of the vampires, born of one maker. Humans can’t understand this bond. On any level. They see me with light brown hair and blue eyes, Rocco with dark hair and brown eyes, and Cam with blond hair and green eyes, as different.
Humans and vampires are different. Me and my brothers are not.
Cam tosses in his cards. Busted. Fuck. When do I get better at this game?
Rocco grins. When I don’t play.
He flips his cards to show off a killer hand and all of us, vampire and human alike, groan.
I’m out,
I say, standing, feeling the claw of hunger. Maybe my month is closer than I remembered. No. This is early and unlike me. Or maybe it’s not. Maybe I just need a fucking hit, and why wouldn’t I? Today is Ivy’s birthday and no matter how long it’s been since a vampire ripped her throat out, I feel her loss every single year.
You want company?
Cam asks, no fool when it comes to my state of mind.
He knows I’m fucked in the head right now, but I wave him off and not because I don’t love the hell out of Cam. We’re tight. We would have died as well if Marcus, our warden in charge, our maker, hadn’t saved us and given me the chance to kill the vampires that slaughtered Ivy. Because there was no saving her. She was dead before I was ever bitten.
He gives me a worried look followed by a chin nod, and then I’m gone.
I walk through the bar where the music rocks the walls with an oldie but a goody: Van Halen’s Back in Black.
I swear music has shifted from better and then worse, then better, then worse, so damn many times in my lengthy lifetime, the bad part of the curse of being over a century old. My body never ages, but sometimes my head wants to explode with the stupidity of the newest decades of young adults. The eighties were a favorite, though, mostly because of the music, and on that, I can agree with more than a few humans.
I pass on through the last of the thick Saturday night crowd and exit to what would be a chilly September evening, but then, the weather doesn’t affect me. Not anymore. I can’t even remember what it was like to be human and vulnerable.
Cutting left, I start walking, with nearly a mile ahead of me to reach my apartment at the top level of the Ritz Carlton, a luxury location me and my three brothers chose for many reasons. Obviously after a century of living our retirement, luxury is a reward worth paying for, but we don’t get such things from our warden salaries. It’s about how we manage the dowries we’re given by the council upon being awarded warden status. We invest, just like humans invest their money, and many of us are Apple and Amazon financial winners. I get closer to the hotel, walking up a side street, avoiding humans, even as that clawing need for blood grows strong. What the hell is wrong with me? I’m halfway there when I round another corner and a woman slams into me. Instinctively I catch her narrow shoulders, her long brunette hair catching in the wind, lifting. The scent of her, the feminine natural scent that a human could not capture flares something raw and primal in me, the hunger for blood, her blood, roaring in every part of me. And I know why.
It’s not time to feed.
It’s her.
They say we all have a mate, a partner that our newest scientific breakthroughs now say makes us stronger, quite literally and physically. Those who are mated are now the true warriors, the leaders of our war. Which is bullshit. A mate to protect, to fear for, is not a way to be stronger. It’s a weakness. And yet I’m still holding onto her. I’m not letting her go when I should be.
Are you okay?
I ask, telling myself I’m simply steadying her.
She blinks up at me with pale blue eyes, a tiny little thing I tower over by at least a foot. I—ah yes,
she says, her voice a sweet, gentle tone, and there is something familiar about her, something I don’t quite understand. I think I’m actually the one who ran into you,
she adds.
I’ll forgive you,
I say softly, the instant attraction between us all but demanding I kiss her. And she’d let me. That’s how natural, how magnetic the call of two mates can be. I’ve heard stories. I’ve thought them exaggerated. I was wrong and the guilt in me is stabbing. Ivy was my one true love. Fucking around is one thing, and I’ve done plenty of that over my many years, but a mate? A mate is an eternal bond.
I can hear the blood rushing through her veins, and my teeth and tongue tingle. Every part of me wants to pull her to me, push her against the wall, and slide inside her. Taste her.
Instead, I force myself to let her go, my hands reluctantly falling from her arms, my gaze lifting to the coffee shop sign above the door where she’s just left. I wait for someone else to exit, to join her. They don’t. She’s alone. And I’m not leaving her alone on the downtown Denver street.
It’s not good to walk around downtown alone at night,
I chide, unable to stop myself from the warning.
You are,
she points out.
I’m bigger than you,
I retort.
Maybe I’m tougher,
she counters. "You never know. Big things