Run, I sent to Guy, and he nodded, giving me the courage to leave, running back to the people who had held me captive, but I knew the twins would keep their word.
Guy and Olivander would find me again.
I don’t tell them when the walls are humming. They stopped caring a long time ago.
“The walls aren’t humming,” the doctors would say.
“But they are,” I would insist. “Can’t you hear them?”
Except no one else could. Only me, the freak.
How long had I been here? Who knew? Not me.
Perhaps forever.
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A Paranormal Prison Romance
As a Marine, I don’t want my wife to think I’ve died in battle. And I sure as hell don’t want her to know I’m now a bloody vampire. If she discovers me hiding at a U.S. defense unit for paranormal vets, I could lose all control. Her very scent will make me want to pounce out of this new, hard skin at her in lust.
As Ben’s wife, I’ve longed for the day he finally comes home from battle. Now I see for myself that he’s a vampire devouring the blood of another woman, his donor, and I fall to pieces. But my husband is intent on showing me in every breathtaking way he still wants me. Because of his pledge of devotion, I’ll do something neither he nor the facility imprisoning him will see coming. Just wait.
Chapter One
Camille
The existence of vampires plasters every news avenue, from the Diamond Springs Gazette to CNN. With the initial reveal, I’d caught a glimpse of my husband on the five o’clock news. The Marine who I’d supposedly buried five years ago is very much alive, but no longer human. Answers? Yes, I demand them, which is why I’m glaring up into the pseudo sunny face of Paranormal Defense Officer, Corporal Anderson. I kick out my hip, adding a bit of attitude. “Take me to Ben Santos. I’m his wife. He’ll want to see me.”
Corporal Anderson steps away as he lifts his cell to his ear, speaking in hushed tones, but he appears unfazed as if he’s been expecting me. I suppose nothing is a secret when I’ve learned vampires use a form of telepathy to communicate. I’d learned this information after I’d spoken to Tricia, my good friend since high school. She, strangely, turned out to be Queen of the Fae and mated to Master Vampire Sergeant Riley Sweetwater, who once-upon-a-time happened to be my husband’s best friend.
While Anderson continues his tense discussion, I watch out the blackened window, spotting a line of construction trucks cutting a swath through PDU lands and leaving a trail of dust in their wake. What are they building?
“Okay. Sorry about the interruption.” Anderson deposits his phone into his breast pocket as he gives me a once-over, adding a heavy sigh.
I’m not sure who he’s just spoken to, but I sense his supervisor has overridden Anderson’s instincts. “Something wrong?”
“I advise you to come back tomorrow after I clear an issue.”
I jab my finger in the air, and I’m sure smoke’s rising from my ears. “I’ve waited five excruciatingly long years to see my husband. I’m not waiting. One. Minute. Longer. Take me to him. Now. We’ll work out issues as they spring at us.”
My insistence seems to bother the corporal, as he resets his hat no less than a dozen times. After a final breathy beat, he leads me down a narrow corridor and stops at a code-locked door.
He leans in, putting his eye close to an electronic pad. The scanner streams a green line across his retina. “The Master has debriefed you, but I want to caution you. Let the vampire come to you. Ben hasn’t seen you for five years. Like any POW, he’s dealing with extreme emotions. Your very presence could trigger his primal instincts.”
I shudder and wrap my arms around me. Riley explained vampire politics and biology. But I believe he withheld a few critical details as he spoon-fed me, the delicate human. “Is there anything else?”
“Be prepared. Ben may reject you. He may not remember you’re his wife. He may not believe you’re real…”
Has Ben forgotten me? If he rejects me, I’ll die inside all over again. On the tail end of that thought, I can’t wrap my brain around all he’s endured after being turned and assumed dead. What has such loss done to him? The memory of our last time together reminds me I, too, have suffered without him.
“I want nothing more than to have Ben back in the same condition as when he left. Five years ago, he was my love, my new husband, but right now, I’d take him in any condition.”
“Be careful what you wish for…”
I raise my chin at Anderson’s comment as we enter another dimly-lit corridor, willing myself to be brave. “My husband
