Red Moon Secrets (Deadly Beauties 3)

A hand wraps around my mouth, a body presses against my back, and I'm suddenly moving faster than I can see. But I'm not being vaporized, and considering I can't use my fucking powers, it means a night stalker has me. Not one of our night stalkers, either.

The wind strikes me, and I can't manage to scream to warn anyone about what's going on. As his grip becomes tighter, I dread the worst. Where the hell is my creature fucking goddess when I need it?

His hand finds my throat as he twirls me around, letting me see the house still barely in sight. When my eyes meet his, shock fills me and steals what little breath I have left.

It's the leader—the one from the ambushing night stalkers that attacked me the night Kane was missing.

His devious grin spreads as his night stalker blues taunt me, chilling me to my core with the promise of a painful death. He's here? Why? They have the black diamond of Roth.

"What do you want?" I choke out, coughing on the air he refuses to let me have.

"The creature that shouldn't exist has to die before the wakening.”

I squirm, seeing spots before my eyes as he chokes me harder. I'd give anything to go crazy right now.

Before I have to attempt the impossible, the night stalker drops to the ground. I never heard the power buzzing, never heard footsteps approaching, never knew he was coming, but Kane stands there as I drop to the ground, staring at the night stalker he's about to kill.

"Fuck," Zee spews, stumbling up behind us. "How did they get past the fucking barriers?"

Kane shakes his head as he steps over the body, quickly scooping me up like a wounded lamb. I prefer Ms. Hyde to the damsel in distress any day.

"You okay?" Kane asks me, ignoring Zee's important question.

I nod slowly, still reeling over the quick turn of events.

I see spurts of golden streaks bursting in the air, and my heartbeat quickens as a word finally escapes. "Chaz."

More power erupts with a powerful buzz, and I get a little sick to my stomach when I see the sky churning with power—my father’s unrestrained power. Drackus just lost it. My fears are confirmed when tortured screams blanket the night air.

Chaz appears beside us, his eyes wide—as thought they’ve been scarred. "Drackus is one crazy mother-fucker."

Kane doesn't smile as he studies me for a second longer.

"Alyssa's mom can handle him. We need to interrogate this son of a bitch," he says, pointing to the night stalker.

The night stalker on the ground is still breathing, but the shot of power Kane hit him with knocked him out cold. A roar bellows from inside the house where the crazy ass lycans are locked away for the red moon. I don't mean to jump in Kane's arms, but I do. His grip tightens in response as he cradles me against him. I was supposed to be locked up, but my cage wasn't ready yet.

Dice walks up just as Zee repeats his question. "How the hell did they get in?"

Dice leans over the slumbering night stalker and pulls a stone from the bastard's pocket. I've seen that stone before. One just like it. Isolis used it to break into my home.

"How did they know where we were?" the incubus asks as he studies the man still on the ground.

No one speaks for a second, and then Chaz lets out a harsh breath. "If they have any dark users working with them, then it's probably because Alyssa made a call from Drackus's phone."

I lower my head before anyone can say anything. "Sorry."

"Who were you calling?" Kane asks, kissing my forehead.

The way I tense up against him a

nswers the question without words.

"Why were you calling him?" he says evenly, but I can hear the anger lacing his words with a subtle touch.

"Because he's alone. He's an idiot, but he's my friend. Would you leave Amy alone out there?" I ask, looking up at him.

His teeth grind together, but he doesn't say anything else.