Hannah’s sister is murdered by vampires. As payback, she joins a vampire hunting recruit program to avenge her sister’s death.
Instructor and Lycan Will, helps her navigate the dangerous world of the paranormal. Now, Hannah must fight vampires and her forbidden attraction to Will.
Because in this new world, the laws of attraction can be deadly.
Will cursed as one of Hannah’s gloves caught him on the chin. She had screamed only once before falling silent. As he wrapped one strong arm around her waist, she writhed and squirmed like a wild cat, panting harshly and pounding his back with her gloved fists.
“Hannah, stop!” He whispered just as her foot connected solidly with his knee. He yelped like a wounded puppy, stepped backward and tripped over his own feet. He fell onto his back, dragging Hannah down with him.
She head-butted him in the chin, and he just managed to protect his balls from her knee before she landed a blow to his stomach.
“Enough!” He roared and flipped her onto her back, covering her struggling body with his own and pinning her arms above her head.
“It’s Will!” He spoke into her ear as she panted and wiggled under him.
Her body froze and then she sagged against the floor.
“Will?” She whispered.
“You scared the hell out of me!” She said furiously.
“What are you doing in here?” He asked.
“Nothing,” she muttered.
“Don’t lie to me,” he warned.
“I’m just – just practicing okay? I’m not breaking any rules.”
“Actually,” he said mildly, “there is a rule about leaving the dormitory after lights out. You know that.”
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Her adrenaline still high from her scare, Hannah glared at Will. “I highly doubt that going to the gym after lights out is what they meant by breaking the rules,” she scoffed and tried to heave him off of her, but he settled his weight more firmly against her.
“I would think you get enough physical activity during the day. If you’re looking for night activities, I can think of something entirely more pleasant for you to participate in,” he said the last sentence in a low whisper, and something about the tone in his voice made her shudder with involuntary pleasure against him.
She made herself remember the day he had humiliated her while she had vomited helplessly. “Could you get off me, Will? You’re too heavy,” she said firmly.
“Will?” She prompted and pulled against his hands holding her arms captive.
“Why are you practicing at night?” He tugged the gloves from her hands, tossing them to the side before propping himself up on his elbows above her, but keeping her pinned to the floor with his lower body.
She flexed her fingers experimentally and then pushed at his chest. He refused to move and she sighed in frustration. “Because I need to get better. Because I’m not stupid and I know you’re this close to kicking me out of the program. Because every time I close my eyes at night all I see is Sara’s face.”
To her horror, she could feel tears beginning to drip down her cheeks. The last thing she wanted to do was cry in front of Will. He already thought she was pathetic enough.
To her surprise he roughly wiped away her tears with his thumbs. “It gets better.”
“Does it?” She muttered. “I don’t think it does.”
He nodded solemnly. “I promise it does.”
She could just make out his features in the dark. “Who did you lose?”
“My father, my mother,” he paused, “my brother and sister. They attacked us in our beds while we slept. I was still young, just a small child, and I had a nightmare. My mother was in my room when they broke in. She hid me in the closet before they drained her.”
“I’m so sorry, Will,” she whispered. Even in the darkness she could see the pain in his eyes, and it started a strange twisting in her stomach. Filled with a sudden desire to comfort him, she lifted her head and pressed her lips against his.
He froze and then pulled away from her, sitting up and staring silently at her. She blushed and pushed herself into a sitting position, ignoring the way her muscles screamed at her.
“Oh God, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that,” she whispered.
He didn’t say anything. With a small groan of embarrassment, she struggled to stand, praying he wasn’t about to kick her out of the program. Before she could gain her feet, he reached out and yanked her into his lap.
He cupped the back of her head and kissed her hungrily, forcing her mouth open so he could thrust his tongue into its warmth.
Hannah kissed him back, clutching his broad shoulders in her hands as she moaned into his mouth. He sucked on her tongue, forcing another moan from her throat, before he pushed his tongue back into her mouth and stroked hers with rough motions.
He tugged on her ponytail, pulling her head back so that he could kiss his way down her throat, before nipping and sucking at the delicate skin. She gasped and clung to his back as he nibbled across her collarbone and then down to the tops of her breasts peeking out from the sports bra she was wearing.
He shifted her in his lap until she was straddling him, and he could press his erection directly against her warm center. Instead of feeling nervous or embarrassed, excitement coursed through her body and she groaned with desire and rubbed herself against him.
She hated Will. He was arrogant and rude and just plain mean, but she couldn’t deny how attracted she was to him. He obviously hated her as well, but it wasn’t stopping him from touching her everywhere.