Tall, Silent & Lethal (Pyte/Sentinel #4)(112)

Kale shook his head as he pulled his leg up, which of course dragged Chris’ good arm up along with it since it was handcuffed to the shifter’s ankle. “We would have smelled demon blood on him.”

“Then-”

“Oh my God!” a woman’s shriek drew their attention to a man and woman stumbling out of the woods to their left.

“What the hell happened?” the man, who appeared to be around fifty, demanded as he pushed past the gawking woman and rushed over to help them.

“Oh, this?” Chris asked, all innocence as he raised his head to give the man his most charming smile. “Just a simple misunderstanding.”

“A misunderstanding?” the man repeated back, sounding horrified as he looked at what was left of the van.

“What should I do, Alfie?” the woman asked, shifting nervously where she stood, gawking at them.

“Call 911,” Alfie said, moving to help them, but came up short when he saw that they were all handcuffed to one another. “Why are you handcuffed?”

“Our friend has a sick sense of humor,” Chris claimed with a straight face as the rest of them were forced to look away so that the couple didn’t see them all roll their eyes.

Ephraim would have said something, but since the scent of the human blood had caused a rather unpleasant reaction, he decided, along with Caine and Danni as it turned out, that it was probably for the best if they just went ahead and pretended to pass out while Chris used a mixture of charm and bullshit to get them out of this without the humans finding out that they’d stumbled upon a group of ravenous Pytes and an ass**le.

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“She bit me!”

“Great,” he sighed, wondering why he’d let Cloe talk him into this.

Oh, that’s right, because she’d woken him up just in time for him to watch as his c**k disappeared inside her tight pu**y and had taken advantage of his distracted state. While he’d been sleeping, she’d been thinking, and at some point she’d come to the conclusion that they needed this group’s help.

When he’d pointed out that he could damn well take care of her and that he didn’t need any help, Cloe had given him what he could only describe as evil smile as she ground down on him, shifting her h*ps in a circular motion that had made it impossible for him to talk, never mind argue. So, now he was here, hauling ass through the woods and trying to figure out the best way to accept their offer without having to grovel.

Or apologize.

“Call the police, Mary!” a guy screamed just as Christofer picked up the scent of freshly spilled human blood.

“I can’t!” a woman, whom he was guessing was Mary, screamed. “I don’t have a signal!”

“Run!” Ephraim roared just as Christofer stepped out of the woods and into the small clearing by the road.

Yup, he definitely regretted leaving Danni’s hand free, he mused as he reached out and grabbed Cloe by the arm to steady her as she stumbled out of the woods.

“Thanks,” Cloe murmured absently, her attention on the large pair of boxers that she was once again forced to yank up or risk giving little woodland creatures a show. Once she had the boxers yanked up and the large tee shirt that he’d given her pulled down, she looked up and frowned.

“What…..,” she paused to lick her lips and give her head a little shake as though that would somehow help her make sense of the scene before them, “Why is Danni playing tug of war with that man?”

“Because she apparently went into bloodlust,” he said, sighing heavily as he watched Danni try to drag the human male kicking and screaming back while Caine tried to pull her away. The fact that his left arm was cuffed to her and his right arm was cuffed to Ephraim, who had positioned himself in front of Chris, was making things a bit awkward.

“That’s what I look like when I go into bloodlust?” Cloe asked with a frown as she watched Danni trying to drag the human back with one hand, but from the looks of things, the human was winning.

“No,” he said, pausing to press a small kiss against her lips before he headed over to the group screaming for Danni to let go, “you would have torn that poor bastard apart by now.”

“Well, that’s comforting,” Cloe said dryly as she followed after him.

“I’m sure it is,” he returned as he walked around the group struggling to get Danni under control and protect Chris. Without pausing, he grabbed the screaming male by the arm, yanked him out of Danni’s grip and dragged him over to the screaming female by the woods.

“Go,” he simply said as he released his hold on the male and sent the couple running for their lives.

“Oh, shit!” Chris yelped, dragging his attention back to the group and to the woman now trying to climb over her mate and Ephraim to get to Chris, who was now pressed back against the pain in the ass shifter. Kale struggled against his chains as he yelled at Danni to stop.

That was interesting….

But something that he was going to have to worry about at another time since Cloe had taken it upon herself to help out. With a muttered curse, he walked over to the group, grabbed Cloe just as Danni snarled a warning to get the hell out of her way. With a sigh, he threw Cloe over his shoulder and carried her over to the van and put her down with another swift kiss, simply because he couldn’t help himself.