Dream Warrior: (Dark Warrior Alliance Book 1) Read Free

something?”
    “Nay. We didna talk to her. Skirm were responsible, aye?” Zander wanted vengeance for the beautiful female. He may never be able to have her, but he would do this for her. There had been old pain in her clear blue eyes that he hated to see.
    “Yeah, their magic was all over the body and scene. Why?” Orlando asked, clearly confused about Zander scrutinizing this case.
    “Did you find the ones responsible?” Zander sipped his scotch as he looked around for the provocative scent.
    “No. Santiago and I didn’t take the case. We didn’t see the need. You know how hard it is to find one particular skirm,” Orlando said, a crease marring his forehead.
    “I want you two to take the case and find the one responsible. Re-open it if necessary,” he ordered. His warrior was smart enough not to question him and nodded his agreement. “Good, now has anyone seen Lena?”
    Orlando chuckled and slapped him on the shoulder. “No, Liege. I’ve been too busy talking shop with you.”
    Another wave of honeysuckle reached him. He groaned as his body responded to the delectable fragrance. Hardening and wanting. And damn, if his fangs didn’t shoot out of his gums. He ran his tongue over fangs that had become recalcitrant, and was stunned he was having this reaction. It had to be due to the fact that he hadn’t had sex in months.
    He continued his search for Lena, scanning the large dance floor. Numerous colored lights and lasers bounced from the steel rafters on the ceiling and down onto the stained cement. He didn’t see the human’s heart-shaped face among the crowd of gyrating, sweaty bodies. He scanned both bars, she wasn’t there either. He rested his arms on the back of the chairs next to him and looked toward the hall of private rooms. Nothing.
    He shook his head and reminded himself he needed to look for Lena, not the human. That didn’t stop him from opening his senses and telepathy. He picked up nothing of the human in the club. The scent hadn’t come from her. He felt a bone-deep disappointment at that. But, why?
    New voices brought his attention back to the table. Orlando was off with a female and his brothers, Kyran and Bhric, had joined them. He hadn’t realized how pre-occupied he had become. Normally, he was aware of everything going on around him. He couldn’t afford to be so distracted, not with his position. He straightened in his chair and berated himself for not being more vigilant.
    “No, you’re a douche-bag. An entire coven of witches wouldn’t be able to fix the mess your escapade with her would create. You would ruin the poor girl. Thank the Goddess for not gifting cambions with a vampire’s ability to erase human memories. You’d leave the entire human female population of Seattle empty shells. Stay the hell away from the staff at my hospital,” Jace snapped at Rhys. Zander wondered what he had missed. Clearly, trouble was brewing behind those kaleidoscopic eyes.
    “Hmmm…vampire abilities. Hey, Bhric, I have an idea that I think you’ll like,” Rhys proposed as he sat up straighter, excitement in his every move.
    “Do share,” Bhric smiled broadly as he leaned forward, folding his thick arms on the paint-splattered table. Zander wanted to smack the back of his brother’s head for encouraging Rhys. They all knew better.
    “It’s hard to be with human females because they notice differences about me when I fuck, so I say, we double-team the humans and you erase—”
    Horror washed over him at what his warrior was proposing. “Absolutely no’! No vampire will use their power over the human mind so you can tup them. With the way you guys go through females, we would be exposed by dawn. There are plenty of willing females in the realm,” Zander interrupted before this conversation escalated any further.
    Problem was, the idea was out there and he could tell both males were churning it. He growled low in warning and pondered enacting a law prohibiting his subjects