Page 118 of Cruelly Bitten
He’s gone, she whispered. I tried. I failed.
“Lilith’s protocols fried the part of Cam’s brain where the Erosita bond exists. All his memories of you were erased as a result, and there’s no way for him to get them back.”
Michael’s words echoed in her mind, the statements not current, but a memory.
When was this? Is it real?I followed the strand in her thoughts, her conversation with Michael unfolding before my eyes.
I could see him from her point of view, feel her pain as he lashed out at her with his claims.
And then I felt her utter defeat as he… as he…
My eyes widened.Fuck!
Thatwas the reason for her thinking of the night we met. The bastard had led her to a similar fate, one she seemed to thinkIhad demanded.
What the hell?I phased out of the room and to the elevator, my mind locked on Ismerelda’s as I dug through her memories to figure out exactly where Michael had taken her.
She’d paid just enough attention for me to follow her.
Come on. Come on. Come on.I thought at the slow-moving lift.Fuck this!
I burst into the stairwell and phased to the thirteenth level of the underground. The door practically fell off the hinges as I ran onto the floor.
Ismerelda’s scent—fear and desolation—drew me right to her.
To a room.
A room full of vampires.
Several of whom had their fangs in myErosita.
Draining her. Killing her.Touchingher.
She was naked. They were naked. Hard. Ready to fuck.
One was already in her mouth. Another… positioning between her legs…
Red.
Everything. Went.Red.
My inner beastroared, my hands and legs moving without thought as I painted the room in deadly shades ofred.
Bloodcurdling screams rent the air, followed by the violent thuds of heads rolling across the ground.
It all happened in a split second, my speed and strength far superior to every supernatural in the room. They’d been too lost in their feed, in their intendedrut, to even sense me coming.
And Ismerelda…my lioness…fell limply to the ground.
I went to my knees beside her, my bloody hands moving over her, searching for… for… for a way…fuck.
A way to what? To make this okay? To make this right?
I…
How the hell did this even happen?
It was like a bad dream.
