Page 92 of The Vampire's Soul

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Page 92 of The Vampire's Soul

“Is she though?” Kurt shrugged. “The child maybe, but that woman knew who she was marrying.”

“I kidnapped her.”

“Figures.” Ben snorted. “No offense, dude, but you’re hardly a catch.”

“Fuck you.”

“No, thanks.”

“Enough.” Kurt took a step closer. “What were you doing in Moscow?”

He got right up in his face, pointing the gun under his chin. Now the Russian had one on either side of his skull.

That mustn’t feel very nice.

“You’ll soon find out. Then again, maybe you won’t.”

Shit.

Kurt would likely pull the information out of him now. They didn’t have time to play games. This guy needed to be six feet under and never walk the earth again.

“That’s where you’re wrong. You see, you fucking humans thought you knew everything about vampires, but you didn’t. You only had half the information thanks to the courage of Callan, who that fucker Xander tortured for months. He never told you everything.”

Nikolay’s face paled.

“Bullshit.”

Kurt grinned and, damn, it was terrifying.

“Tell us what you were doing in Moscow. Every single thing.” Kurt demanded.

As the crime boss began talking, you could see the fear and confusion cross his eyes, not understanding why he was talking.

If the information he’d shared hadn’t been so fucking jaw dropping, Mack might have enjoyed it more.

He had been at the Kremlin.

Meeting the president.

Sharing information about the serum.

“Jesus Christ.” Ben dropped his weapon at his side and glanced at Mack. For an olive-skinned Italian, he looked really fucking pale.

Then again, Mack probably did too.

“Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” Kurt screamed, his fangs extending, fury blasting at the guy.

Mack was still trying to work out exactly the consequences of the human meeting with the Russian president. Aside from the obvious. It would be produced and distributed by a government that was at war with much of the world.

They couldn’t stop this.

It would wipe out their race if they didn’t—

“He doesn’t have the full information and if you let me go, he never will.” Nikolay grunted. “I need to leave the country.”

Seriously?

Was he that fucking dumb?


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