All Chapters of Taming the Big Bad Alpha: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Walter felt a sudden burning sensation, glanced down, and saw his arm smoking. It burst into flames, red and orange. The smoke whirled up, shaping itself into a malicious, laughing face. He knew that face, had created every tormented line in that face. He screamed and shoved Caitlin away from him, slapping at his arm with his other hand to try to stop the fire racing up his flesh. He could smell himself charring like so many of the victims he had enjoyed torturing.Caitlin fell heavily, clutched at her arm, wanted to remain lying on the ground with her eyes closed tightly. The compulsion to turn and face Walter was too strong. She sat and stared at him helplessly.Walter found himself floating in the air, his scattergun on the ground below. The flames died as suddenly as they had begun, but his arm was a mass of charred flesh. Still screaming, he struggled with his one good hand to pull his revolver out of his shoulder holster. He was horrified when it seemed to take on a life of its

Caitlin whispered something against his pulse, something soft and sighing that invaded his body and left him hungry for her intimate touch. He covered his moan of urgent need as her teeth sank into his neck. Hot flames danced through his bloodstream, darted along his muscles and nerves. His hands found her waist, her back, cradled her head to him. His body needed to sate itself with hers. Never had the heat been so burning and the need so great.Kendalf’s teeth tore at his own wrist. His mind merged with Enoch’s , and together they forced Raven’s reluctant compliance. She was still a fledging, a mere quarter of a century old, yet she was already strong. It took both of them to force her to feed from other than Enoch. She resisted for a moment.For our child, little one, Enoch whispered softly, lovingly, bending her will to his.You must do this for our child.Kendalf added his own reinforcement.I have never asked anything of you, Raven, of our friendship. This I ask.Raven pushed do

Caitlin became aware of a voice. She lay silently, not certain where she was. For a moment it seemed as if everything was some far-off echo of a nightmare. But when she studied her surroundings, she knew she was in an underground chamber. Beside her, Raven lay like death. Someone had scattered earth and sweet-smelling herbs over her body.Cautiously, testing her strength, She sat up and shoved impatiently at the hair spilling around her face. Her arm was sore and stung in so many places that it seemed like one massive ache. She touched her shoulder, and her hand came away sticky with blood and dirt. Wincing at the contact, She bent to examine Raven.There seemed to be no pulse, no heartbeat. Her face was white and serene, very beautiful. Caitlin sighed. She looked the way Zendedari had every time he went to sleep. Unable to do anything for the other woman, She stood up and stretched. She felt uneasy without Zendedari and wanted to reach out to him, but she knew instinctively that he

Zendedari regarded the older man with black, empty eyes. "Do you challenge me?"Caitlin gasped. Zen and her father? She pressed both hands to her head. She couldn’t stand this confrontation, being fought over like some dog’s bone. She didn’t even know what was true and what wasn’t anymore.Yes, you do, little red hair. He is attempting to bewitch you. He thought me occupied with Barry. He thought he could lure you from the safety of us.Zendedari attempted to reassure her. She was fighting to stay calm, but She had suffered far too much trauma in the last few days. Zendedari was certain Randolf had not only planned for that but also counted on it to sway her.Randolf’s smile was calm."I would not wish to cause Maggie any further grief. But be warned, dark one, you would be hunted and destroyed if Enoch were not your brother. You have deceived and hurt this woman I love, and I will not allow you to get away with it. But I would not be the cause of her further distress."Zendedari bar

"Maybe Barry can tell us who betrayed him," Caitlin suggested desperately. "Can’t we wait for what he has to say before we condemn Randolf?" What was it that bothered her so much? And what was it Randolf said had?Zendedari held her close. "No one wants it to be Randolf, little red hair, and you can be assured no one will act without certain proof."Caitlin knew he was seeking to reassure her, even as he believed implicitly that her father was the betrayer. Some part of her knew it to be true. Away from Randolf, she was able to see things more clearly. He wasn’t just a man confused and tormented by her mother’s death. He could be a calculating, cold killer.She closed her eyes, unable to face where her thoughts were going. Zendedari could not be the one to take Randolf’s life. He just couldn’t. Warmth flooded her mind, and his arm tightened protectively around her.There is no need for me to hunt Randolf should he prove to be the vampire preying on our people. The others can take car