Untethered (Shifter Night Book 1)
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“I am truly grateful to have been given a place in the trial phase of the program.” York needed to tread carefully. Brant was known to have a short temper. York had granted Brant’s younger brother, Xavier, a favor some time back. The agreement was York would be given a position in the breeding program in return. The only thing he needed to do was pass the trials.
Bloodlust.
It was a known fact that a percentage of the vampire population suffered from the affliction. The exact percentage, however, was unknown as vampire/human relations had always been banned. The affliction turned calm, collected vampires into blood-crazed maniacs liable to drain a human of their blood within minutes.
Brant nodded, his jaw clenched. His king was impatient as always.
“I think it would be better if I fought for my place as well. I do not want to be looked down on by my peers. The last thing I want is for them to think I’ve had an unfair advantage over them, that I’m not worthy to take a human mate.”
His king’s expression remained unreadable. “You do have an advantage and should take it and not worry so much about what others think. You do realize you could lose your place should you decide to fight?”
York had to hold back a laugh. “Highly doubtful, my lord. I am one of the top elite warriors. There are ten spots available in the program.” He shrugged. “It’s a no-brainer. I’m not worried.”
Brant looked him up and down. “You’re a cocky bastard,” he growled before grinning. “I like that.” Then he looked thoughtful for a moment. “Xavier mentioned that you have wanted a human female and a family of your own, that this has been a dream of yours for a very long time.” His whole expression softened, which was strange to York. His king was never emotional or sentimental. “It’s wonderful. Having a son is better than I ever thought it would be. Are you sure you are willing to risk that? Human females are…” If his expression was soft before, it was positively gooey now, and York was tempted to ask his king to stop. He looked just plain freaky with that look on his face. “My little human is the best. They are full of nonsense, but it only adds to their appeal. Their scent is out of this world. Right now, you are guaranteed a place. I don’t think I would risk it.”
“Like I said before, there is no risk.” Even now, York felt the adrenaline surge through his body at the thought of a fight. He felt his muscles bunch beneath his skin in preparation. Grinding his teeth, he slammed his fist into his open hand.
“Be my guest, but know that should you lose, you forfeit your place.” Brant’s eyes darkened.
“I understand, my lord.” York dipped his head as a show of respect and thanks. He then made his way to where the action was.
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