Rise to Submit [Rise of the Changelings, Book 4] (Siren Publishing Epic Romance, ManLove)

Rise to Submit [Rise of the Changelings, Book 4] (Siren Publishing Epic Romance, ManLove) Read Free

Book: Rise to Submit [Rise of the Changelings, Book 4] (Siren Publishing Epic Romance, ManLove) Read Free
Author: Lynn Hagen
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irises could be seen all the way down the alley where Ian was standing. His lungs forgot to work. His heart was racing so fast that Ian felt light-headed. He couldn’t let Newman take him back.
    He didn’t want to die.
    Feeding frenzy.
    Ian heard a door slam shut. He quickly looked to the street to see a hulking man heading his way. His jade-green eyes were locked onto Ian, and he wore a menacing snarl on his lips. Ian took a step back until he remembered Newman.
    Ian wasn’t sure which option was worse. The man coming toward him was colossal. He had to weigh at least two hundred and fifty pounds, and it was all muscle. Not even his sandy-blond hair helped him look friendly.
    Ian glanced back at Newman to see him walking his way. He was stuck between a vampire, who wanted him dead, and a stranger who wanted…Ian wasn’t sure, but from the dark and deadly expression on the man’s face, it couldn’t be good.
    Ian took off from the alley, running down the deserted street, away from both men. But it wasn’t as deserted as he would have wanted it to be. There was a couple walking toward him. The woman looked at him and her eyes grew wide as the man grabbed her and pulled her aside. Ian raced past them, running as fast as his feet could carry him.
    He heard tires screeching and knew the stranger was coming after him. Ian glanced over his shoulder and then ran into a wall. He hit it so hard he bounced backward and slammed into a trash can on the curbside.
    He could hear the vehicle coming to a halt and the door slammed again. Ian pushed to his feet only to see Newman right in front of him.
    It hadn’t been a wall.
    Ian had run right into Newman.
    “You can’t get away from me that easily.” He reached for Ian, but the stranger appeared at Ian’s side. Ian backed away when the two started fighting.
    This was madness.
    He was screwed, screwed, screwed.
    Fuck.
    There was nowhere for him to run. There was no place he could go for safety. He was out on this street in the dead of night, running from a vampire and some sort of pervert. The hulking man had to be a pervert. Who else could he be? Ian didn’t recognize him. Being naked on the street must have caught the man’s attention.
    Ian was getting what he deserved and he knew it. If he had never gone to that party so many years ago, he wouldn’t be in this mess right now. Ian rushed down the sidewalk, quickly making his way to who knew where, but it was in the opposite direction of the two people after him.
    His stomach was knotting with fear as he tried not to look back. If he looked back, Ian just might scream.
    This was a nightmare.
    If his parents could see him now, his mother would cry until she was old and grey, and his father would probably kick his ass until Ian lay bloody and crumpled on the ground. His father had never raised a hand to Ian before, but hell if this situation didn’t call for it.
    Ian turned, unable to resist looking behind him.
    The two were gone.
    He slowed his racing feet, his eyes scanning the area. They did not just disappear. Newman wouldn’t give up that easily. The vampire was hell-bent on dragging Ian back to the club.
    And then he saw the outline of red eyes coming toward him. Ian spun around and slammed into a concrete trash can on the curbside. He howled out as the pain shot through his knee. But Ian didn't have time to shake it off. He had to keep moving. He tried to limp as fast as he could, but he knew it wasn't going to be fast enough.
    As he stumbled across the street, a red Yukon slammed on its brakes right in front of him, the headlights blinding Ian.
    The same stranger who had come after him by the alley got out of the truck.
    Ian turned to run, but the stranger grabbed him before he could get away and shoved him in the back of the Yukon. Ian cried out when a slim woman with short black hair and chartreuse eyes blazing with anger grabbed him, pulling him inside. Ian fought to get free, but the door slammed closed and seconds

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