Vampire's Bite

VAMPIRE’S BITE BLOOD VOW BOOK 3 HELEN SCOTT Vampire’s Bite Blood Vow Book Three Copyright © 2023 by Helen Scott Cover Design © Luminescence Cover Design All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author, except for the brief use of quotations in a book review. This book is intended for adults only. The sexual activities represented in this book are a work of fiction intended for adults. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are used fictitiously by the author. Any resemblance to actual places, events, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Created with Vellum CONTENTS Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Also By Helen Scott About the Author 1 Cordelia Massimo moved so close to me that I could see the saliva gathering at the tips of his fangs and count each gray hair that resided on his temples. "Your time is up, Cordelia. What is your decision?" he asked in a menacing tone. We both knew what the answer would be, after all, they hadn't left me much of a choice. It was either Gran's life or Rook's. Just one hour ago my biggest annoyance in life was dealing with Milo. We had enjoyed a nice meal together until I decided to fill him in on my job as a vampire feeder. He’d completely lost his shit and rebuked me in front of several onlookers, which had been more than a little humiliating. At least I knew where he stood. I didn’t have to like it, but I unfortunately had to deal with it. Because Milo’s opinion mattered. Then, a vampire tried to attack me in the pizzeria bathroom. Luckily, I had Rook’s dagger and flashed it just before the vampire reached me. He had run away like a puppy with his tail between his legs. Unfortunately for me, he wasn’t the only one who planned on attacking me. There would always be others, just one I never expected to turn on me. Milo and several other vampire hunters had tracked me down, followed me to the bus stop, just like I’d always heard these things happened. Although I couldn’t have guessed what they wanted from me. That was…certainly a surprise. A bit insulting, too. They’d quickly surrounded me and “explained” that they needed my help in capturing and killing Rook, the vampire prince. Surprisingly, Massimo was a member of the mob. He had given me an ultimatum and I hated him for trying to make me choose between Rook and Gran. However, I knew that there was no way I could live with myself if I sacrificed Gran and Nurse Jo. I had to choose them because I knew in my heart that Rook and Cross at least had a chance to defend themselves. Any other choice meant Gran and Jo were just sitting ducks, waiting to be executed. There truly was no other logical option. As much as it rankled, I forced the words out. "I choose my grandmother and her nurse," I said through gritted teeth. If I could somehow warn Rook, he and Cross could prepare accordingly and be ready for whatever the vampire hunters had planned. Doing this had to buy me a bit of time, a reprieve and maybe I could figure a way to get word to Rook. A satisfied smile spread across Massimo's face. "Very well then." I wanted to knock the smug grin off the bastard’s face, but that probably would’ve been about the worst possible idea. Then he would kill me, Gran, Jo, and Rook, Cross, anyone in his path. Even the “good guys” had flaws. Even if he didn't kill me I would at least be beaten for my insolence. That was just the kind of man, or rather, vampire, that he was. If I was going to make it through this the last thing I needed was to be injured. He turned to his fellow hunters. He wore the arrogance of a man in charge, a man who was probably double crossing them, plastered across his face. "Get Cordelia in the van. We'll take her to a safe place until we can lure Rook out." Safe place. Hah. I'd been taken before and Rook had been able to track me down, so I had to hope that the same thing would happen again. As soon as Massimo gave the orders, Milo pulled his phone from his pocket and tapped the screen a couple of times. Within seconds, a black windowless van came careening around the corner. If the street hadn’t been quiet there would’ve been casualties because he’d cut the corner and used the sidewalk as roadway. I was surprised that the tires hadn't screeched as he did so, but the only noise had been from the engine. For a split second, I had thought maybe it was Rook and Cross coming to rescue me. But then reality set in as another masked man got out of the driver's seat and my flicker of hope faded into a flame of despair. These guys weren’t even creative. They might as well have painted something about free candy on the side of the van. Rook and Cross would never have driven something so sketchy though. If they'd been coming to rescue me it would have been in a SUV or something similar, probably one that cost more than a year of college tuition as well. Those guys only ever wanted the best. Knowing his concern for my safety it would