Free The Cure by Sam Crescent Page A

turned around to look at the man who’d taken her from the forest and, within a blink of an eye, transported her to some kind of bedroom.
    “You can teleport?” She’d heard the rumors but didn’t actually believe it was true.
    “Yes, and I would be careful if I was you. I’m used to teleporting. To newbies like yourself, it takes some getting used to.”
    Pressing a hand to her face, a wave of sickness washed over her.
    “What’s going on? What do you want with me?”
    “I was trying to protect you. You were alone, and the men in your pack were too weak to protect you.”
    He was insulting her pack.
    “You’re the one responsible for killing my pack.”
    “You need to sit down before you fall down.” He made to touch her, and she pulled away from him.
    “Don’t touch me.”
    He tensed. His hands fisted by his sides. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”
    “Who are you?”
    “The name is Lucas Snow.”
    “You’re a vampire.”
    “And you’re a wolf.”
    “You kill my kind.”
    “I do not.”
    “You’re a vampire,” she said again.
    “Yes but it doesn’t mean that I want to kill you. Not all vampires are after wolves. I happen to like wolves.”
    She shook her head. It was too much, and the wave of dizziness was getting to be too much. Pressing a hand to her stomach, she tried her hardest to settle the nausea.
    “You’re starting to sweat, and you’re going to pass out very soon.”
    Sandra stared at the man before her. She needed to get away, but there was nowhere for her to go. It was too much. After the attack, it hurt too much, and then everything started to go dark.
    “Shit, you’re going out.”
    Sandra had the sense that she was being held, and her wolf was trying to fight, then everything finally went black.
     
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    Lucas caught the little wolf in his arms, and he couldn’t do anything else other than look at her. She was so beautiful, and captivating. He’d been watching her for over a year as her pack overlooked her. From the moment he first saw her, he’d wanted to protect her, but he couldn’t. No, their kinds were not allowed to be friends with each other.
    Pushing her blonde hair off her face, he wished her eyes were open so that he could look at her beautiful blue eyes. They reminded him of the ocean, sparkling and blue. It had been too long since he’d seen the ocean in the sunlight. He’d been alive for over six hundred years, and for the last five hundred he’d been at war with the wolves. It hadn’t always been like this.
    There was a time when vampires and wolves were at peace, and even mated with one another. It was through that mating bond of sharing blood with the wolves that allowed vampires to walk around in daylight. The connection to their mates kept them safe from the rays of the sun.
    Picking Sandra up in his arms, he carried her to his bed and placed her down in the center. He’d first witnessed her coming out of the lake near where her pack ran. Perched on a tree, she’d not even sensed him, but it was what made vampires the stronger of the predators against the wolves. She’d been naked, alone, and he’d stayed in his spot, watching as she lay on the bank of the lake, staring up at the full moon.
    Lucas couldn’t have walked away even if he had wanted to. She’d captivated him in the strangest of ways. He’d heard many years before of vampires feeling the mating urge but had yet to ever experience it. When it came to Sandra, he’d not only experienced it, the need had taken hold of him, and it had been near impossible not to take her there and then. Instead, he’d bided his time, watching from afar, and never getting too close. When he’d heard that the local vamps were going to attack her pack, he’d tried to get there early, but he’d been too late. What Sandra and a lot of other beings didn’t know was that the vampires who were attacking wolves were not killing them.
    They were keeping them prisoner, trapping them in cages, and