All Chapters of Fang Chronicles: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

The attack began two hours before sunrise, the enemy thinking they slept.Amy and Vorlyk faced two vampires knowing another ravaged the clan. The battle was ferocious, but surprisingly over quickly. The two vampires were mere babies and no match for Amy and Vorlyk.They quickly searched for the third vampire. Vorlyk saw a critically injured wolf and sank to his knees giving aid in the way of vampire and beastkind. The wolf would survive, but Vorlyk smelled death and knew several had not. He flashed to the women. They cowered behind their guards crying. Even though he knew they play acted, it unsettled him. He hated that they were forced to stand by and watch the first wave of fighting. His female cats deserved blood. But they'd discussed it, brought Esta in asking her feelings and she agreed. Amelia and her beasts had to underestimate their forces. Vorlyk shook his head. The she-cats and wolves of his clan would get their chance."Vorlyk, go to the bears," Nicolas yelled into his mi

Seeing Cheri was never easy. Dmitri had managed to form a friendship with Vorlyk, but it would never happen with the vampire who sired him. Theirs was an uneasy truce. He kept his arm across Nikka's shoulders, his hand on her upper arm, ready to attack if Cheri made even a small move to harm his mate.Cheri knew, obviously feeling the power he did nothing to hide, and she made the wise decision to keep her distance."Nikka, mate to Dmitri, I welcome you and yours to my territory."Nikka didn't fight Dmitri's hold and he was glad she didn't insist on shaking the other vampire's hand."Thank you for welcoming us, Cheri." Nikka's voice held doubt that they were actually welcome."We will board the planes over the next twenty-four hours. Is there anything I can do for your clan or Vorlyk's?" Cheri spoke to Dmitri."No, we will wait outside." He couldn't help his stiff voice. He wanted to be as far away from Cheri as possible, but it wouldn't happen any time soon. At least they would

Dmitri watched Vorlyk sit down, but he couldn't unwind enough to take one of the empty chairs."Forgive me, but I need to stand while I speak."Everyone waited.Dmitri began his story. He'd told Nikka about Anastasia and watched her cry for a woman she'd never met. No jealousy or anger, just heartbreak for her mate and lost love. It helped Dmitri put his ghosts to rest.Now he told the story again, leaving nothing out. He knew Marcus was aware of some of it and had probably told Amy, but he needed everyone to know what his being involved meant."Nikka thinks I may have even more control than I think I do, but we can't be sure. I must be able to control my anger. I've been able to narrow down the destruction to a tighter area, but the environment is very controlled. We will not have that luxury here."Everyone remained silent until Vorlyk spoke. "You're saying whatever direction you let loose will be destroyed; every person?""Yes."This time Amy questioned him. "What exactly do

Nikka kept her arms around his chest, her face pressed firmly against his back. They'd discovered that he had more control if she touched him. He controlled the rage, allowing the red haze to build as he pushed it outward. The screams from the distance were not just those of animals but of friends as well as the enemy.He cast the burn out of himself, relishing the unquenchable need to destroy. Nikka's trembling and tears wet his shirt giving him a link to life. He could feel The Kodiak nearby. When it was time, he would stop Dmitri. Without thinking, Dmitri grabbed her hand, squeezing her fingers so she would know it was still him. But the monster wanted more... Why the fuck didn't The Kodiak stop him?With his power focused on death, there was a complete absence of pain in his head. The energy fed his inner demon, amplifying his need for blood. Boiling blood - he wanted to smell it, touch it."Dmitri."His mate's voice came from far away."I love you." She was closer. He felt

Three days later, they made it back to Dmitri's territory. It took an extra day because they wanted Tyboll traveling with them. The ceremony for the two dead bears would be the following night.The claws of Hunter and his fallen brother were brought from South America, but that was all they had left.Nikka had lived with death her entire life. After the night of mourning spent under the stars, to live a life without threat didn't seem real."How are you, kotika?"His arms came around her shoulders, pulling her into his chest. "I'll be fine once you tell me the meaning of the endearment you're so fond of.""Hmm, it fits you even if you don't care for its meaning." He moved the hair above her ear aside as he nuzzled and scented one of his favorite places."How will I know if you don't tell me?""Pussycat," he said as he lifted his hands to her breasts. "My very own pussycat.""Grrr." But the growl changed to a moan as his teeth scraped across her neck.He turned her around and g