Bitter Blood (Blood And Moonlight Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
That was why there were so many chains and ropes hanging from the walls and the ceiling, part of the leftover decor. It had also been Jane’s prison, once. For a time that Aidan didn’t like remembering. When she’d first transformed into a vampire, Vincent had held Jane in that place. He’d been trying to make sure she didn’t attack anyone. Or so the vamp said. I still think the bastard was just keeping my Jane from me. “He’s secure,” Vincent said, as he tested the chains that now bound Paris’s wrists and ankles. Not the old chains that had come with the building—those were just for show, but with new, gleaming manacles. Paris was still out cold, courtesy of Annette and her spells. He was on a mattress they’d brought in for him, chained hand and foot. And it fucking infuriated Aidan. A hard rumble slipped from him. Werewolves weren’t meant to be chained up. Vincent’s stare cut his way. “You doing all right, wolf?” His eyes swept over Aidan. “Or are you about to go all beast again?”
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