A Killer Crescent Valentine (REBELS AND PSYCHOS #2.5) by Leigh Kelsey EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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“Soooooo,” I said, twisting my mouth to one side as I looked at the
corpse on our front lawn, “that’s not a good sign.”
Dean crouched beside the mangled body of one of Blake Hall’s
residents—someone who’d been sent to the huge gothic manor house
because they either a) misbehaved, b) had magic that was deemed too
dangerous to be around the public, or c) a little from column A, a little from
column B.
I was a special case. I’d been brought here because I was a witch with a
wolf form and very, very dangerous magic. Dean Garrick, the very sexy
wolf shifter who recruited for Blake Hall1 and brought me here, had later
learned I was a renowned hitlady called Graves—another reason for me to
be incarcerated.
But the main reason I belonged here was because it was where my
mates lived—my gentle, cuddly alpha Hugh; my ancient, super deadly (and
super sweet) vampire Brannigan; my asshole-to-everyone-else-but-squishyhearted-to-me witch Edison; my utterly unhinged, maniacally romantic
vampire Slasher; and my overprotective, over-serious, over-growly, and
slightly neurotic alpha Dean.
I twirled a lock of his silver hair around my finger as he peered at the
mangled corpse of a twenty-something man. I couldn’t tell by the scent
what his species or magic was, but I was betting witch.
“He’s a wolf,” he murmured.2 “These marks were made by claws like
on the other bodies, but these are teeth marks on his arm. And part of the
skin has been torn off.”
“Maybe the killer got snackish,” I suggested, frowning at the mangled
body. This was the third in as many weeks, and it confirmed my suspicions
—we had a serial hunter on our hands. Someone in the grounds, or in Blake
Hall itself, was picking off our people. And nobody fucked with my home
without meeting my wrath. “So this confirms it. You said twice was a
coincidence.”
“But three bodies is a pattern,” Dean agreed with a sigh, getting to his
feet and pulling me closer. His warmth pressed to my front, delicious
enough to make my toes curl inside my skull-and-cross-bone boots. “I don’t
want you going anywhere alone until the killer is found,” he warned, a
rumble of alpha-ness in his voice that made me arch into him.
“When do I ever go anywhere alone?” My mates were clingy,
protective, stalkery bastards. Just how I liked them. “Don’t worry, Sexy Sir,
no one’s gonna hurt me.”
I echoed the promise with a taunting kiss, the softest brush over his
bottom lip. Like I knew he would, Dean made a deep, throaty sound and
tightened his hands on my waist, scraping his canine teeth across my
bottom lip until I parted my mouth.
A delicious shudder of heat went through my body, raising my
temperature as my mate kissed me deep and rough, stealing my air, making
my head spin. Holy fuck could Dean kiss. I whined and pressed against
him, and swore I felt every sensual lick and demanding suck against my
pussy as well as my tongue.
“Do you think you two could leave the copulation for somewhere there
isn’t a corpse?” the world’s biggest killjoy—and one of my worst enemies
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