Dark Lies (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 3)

For a second, her eyes fluttered, and she tried to push Alejandro away, but he pinned her hands back, his eyes a deep and unnatural red.

Blood madness. Something only new vampires were said to get.

Alejandro sunk his fangs back into the side of her neck and began to drink viciously. The heat of her desire turned to pain and terror, and her eyes opened wide.

My claws extended, and fur erupted from my arms as my wolf surged inside me.

Our mate is in danger.

Blood rushed in my ears as something inside me snapped. A primal howl of rage released in my soul as new strength coursed through my veins—strength that I’d never had before. I surged against the chains, my fury dulling the pain digging into my wrists and neck. The silver devoured my strength as it poured forth, but my rage was unending and couldn’t be contained.

A metallic crack sounded as a chain link snapped, and suddenly, I was free.

Alejandro was on me in a second, a red-eyed monster tearing into me with his fangs and claws.

I rammed him into the wall with a crack. He gasped and struggled free, but before he could escape, I gripped one of the loose chains, tore it from the wall, and wrapped it around his neck.

Alejandro hissed in fury with Savannah’s blood still dripping from one corner of his mouth and staining his teeth. He surged to his feet and hurled his body into mine, sending us careening through the air.

My back crashed into the wall with a crunch, but I wrapped another length of the chain around the fucker’s neck and pulled, the tension straining my muscles. His trachea was crushed, and though it wouldn’t kill him, it would hurt like hell.

This was just the beginning of what I was going to do.

He struggled to dig his fingers under the chain, his face contorted in pain and fury. In a flash, he arched his back and flung himself forward to drag me down.

We flew into his desk, sending it to splinters. I was on my feet in seconds, driving my fist into his jaw with a crack. I slashed his chest with my claws, feeling the tug of his flesh as I shredded his suit.

Savannah hurled herself into him, ramming him into the wall. “Chain the bastard up!”

But he was too fast. In seconds, he stood across from Savannah with a demented grin spread across his face as he looked at her. “I will drink you dry.”

She held out her blade. “Try it, and I’ll cut out your soul.”

Fuck.

Alejandro whipped around her, but I lunged left and clotheslined him with my arm, my elbow cracking from the force of the impact. He groaned and dropped to his back like a brick, and then I was on him, pinning him with one arm. With my other hand, I reached for the shattered remains of a vintage chair and snapped one of its legs off.

Alejandro grabbed my throat, and I raised the makeshift stake above his heart—

“Stop!” Savannah’s voice boomed through the space, and she seized my arm.

I could hear her fear and distress, but it didn’t matter. I could stop, but I knew from the madness in his eyes that Alejandro never would.

I had to protect my mate.

I tore my hand free of her grip and rammed the stake down.