Younger, Bree - Burn [All American Vampires 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Free

to it.”
    He gestured to the others, and they began melting away into the darkness. “Much as I’d like to stay and chat more, it’s getting too close to sunrise for my liking.” He quirked his head to the side. “I’ll come back tomorrow night and make sure that what’s left of you gets delivered to the right individuals. We wouldn’t want them to miss out on this important message, now would we? Then this would all have been for nothin’. And that would just be a damned shame.” With that, he turned back around and strode off into the surrounding woods.
    Ty could easily hear the men as they made their way through the forest and to their cars. All his vampire senses were on alert as he followed their progress. Eventually, slamming doors and cranking engines echoed, and then the sound of the cars slowly faded away as they drove off. And then there was nothing. Nothing except the natural sounds of a forest at night. He could detect no sign, no trace of anyone else—not human nor vampire. He was alone.
    How the fuck was he going to get out of this one?

    * * * *

    Libby sat in her SUV staring at the cabin in utter disbelief.
    Good Lord, this couldn’t be the right place. Could it? It was in even worse shape than her childhood friend Eddie had told her. He’d said it was rustic, but this was ridiculous. Rustic she could do. The shack—she couldn’t bring herself to call it a cabin—was practically falling down. Someone needed to come along and put it out of its misery. She shoved her hands through her short black hair, making it look even wilder than usual, and felt like screaming. “I’m going to kill him.”
    Green eyes narrowed to slits, she pulled out her cell phone and flipped it open. Boy, was she going to give him a piece of her mind about this great “hunting camp” he’d generously offered to loan her. Libby waited a moment for her call to go through, but nothing happened. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously, and she glanced at the phone’s display. Well, surprise, surprise. There was no signal. She should have known. After all, she was out here in the middle of no-damn-where. Why the hell would there be cell phone service? After closing the phone with a snap, she leaned forward to bang her head on the steering wheel.
    Why her? Why did stuff like this always happen to her? Sitting up, she again studied the rickety structure in front of her with a jaundiced eye. It looked so bad she thought that a stiff breeze would probably send the whole thing collapsing into a heap on the ground. No way could she spend the night in that. “Wonderful. Just wonderful.”
    Now what? She sat there for another few minutes, letting her gaze travel beyond the cabin to the surrounding countryside. Well, she was here. She might as well at least check the area out since she’d driven all that way. Although the whole thing was probably pointless. Always look for a silver lining, Libby . She could just hear her mother reciting the mantra of perpetual optimism she’d used to breeze through life.
    Unfortunately, Libby had a streak of pessimism a mile wide. The glass was always half empty. She’d been trying to be more positive, though. She really had. Only these days, the well was starting to run a little dry. Okay, a lot dry. Her ex-boyfriend had shown up and tried to borrow money from her. Her water heater had died, and she’d had to take a cold shower that morning. And now this. Shrugging, she pushed open the door and stepped out.
    She stretched and took a deep breath. Silver lining. Remember. Silver lining. Okay. At least it was a gorgeous day, if that was any consolation. The sky overhead was a deep azure blue that made her hands itch to get her camera bag out of the SUV to try and capture its flawless perfection. She was taking a photography class at the junior college, and the most recent assignment had been to do some studies of wildlife native to South Mississippi. And when Eddie had told her about his cabin deep in