Free Captiva Captive by Talyn Scott Page A

hands aside and placed them in her lap. “You stayed away for almost two years the last time.” Sixten always came and pleaded his case every birthday.  She never could enjoy them past the age of eighteen.  No matter where she was, he always seemed to find her and ruin everything. 
    At that precise moment, Sixten’s eyes grew dark, dangerously so, as he fixated on something above her shoulder.  “I’ve already loaded everything in the trunk, let’s go,” Ryan said, instantly by her side, pulling her up by her arm.
    Pain shot through to her shoulder. “Ow,” she hissed, but was careful to keep her string of complaints to herself. Her arm felt raw. Considering the nurse had trouble finding a good spot to poke her, she wasn’t surprised. However, no one, especially Sixten, needed to know her business.   Ryan and Dakota were enough.
    “Sorry, sweetheart, that was careless of me.”  Ryan wrapped an arm around her shoulder and towed her away.  “There’s a bag of frozen peas in the car. We’ll ice down your arm, and I’ll have you feeling better in a few minutes,” he whispered faintly.
    “Goodbye, Six,” she heard herself say.
    Ryan looked over her head and spoke to Sixten in a very vampiric way, “Stay away from her.”
    “No one marks property around here, not for centuries.”  Sixten trailed behind them towards the exit.
    “I’m not too worried about that.”
    “You may not be worried about that, but you should be worried about me.”  Sixten circled Blythe.  “I want you to take my number in case you need anything.”
    “She won’t need anything.”
    “And think about what I said, angel.”
    “She’s not thinking about anything you said.”
    “Hold on,” Blythe said between them, flattening her palm against Ryan’s chest and realizing Sixten was letting her go too easily. “You’re… not just visiting here, are you?”
    “Not anymore.” A slight smile curved Sixten’s flawless lips.
    “Last warning, asshole, you will stay away from her.”
    “Ryan, you’re about to find out why that’s something I just can’t do.  And if you continue to get in my way, you’ll also find out that you have a serious problem on your hands.”
    “Not anymore?” she asked.  “You’re here for good?”
    “Yes.  I will see you soon, moja láska.”
    Blythe stayed frozen for a long moment, staring after Sixten as he walked away.  The Florida sun beat down on her with its overwhelming heat, or maybe that was just him.  Her arms ached.  Her head swam, and anemia weakened her body.  Above, a gull startled her with its sharp cry as if it warned of something impossibly worse headed her way. 

 
    Chapter 7
    Naples, Italy
    G ianni Ludovico was every girl’s dream.  That’s why three lovelies were in front of him - a redhead, a blonde, and a brunette.  Since he couldn’t make up his mind today, he figured he’d have the trio together.  They slowly caressed one another while dancing to some disconcerting beat that was driving his hunter insane.  “You want to dance with them, Lovec?”  Gianni mocked.
    “Sire,” Salk cleared his throat nervously, “it has been six months now.  I am certain she is dead or hidden incredibly well…like the others.  As you know, our resources are limited due to the fact so many Donors are missing, yet you have us spending an exorbitant amount of time searching for this particular one.”
    Pretty faces, pretty bodies, and pretty fingers alternately touched each other. They reached into one another’s slick and ready flesh, as they waited for him to pounce.  But Gianni’s pants were still on, and he didn’t even have an erection. “I have had enough.” Clearly bored, he waved his hand in the direction of the door. There went their pouty faces.  “Why do they think that if they stupidly puff out their lips, I will change my mind?” It just made him angry and disgusted with their selfish petulance.  Or maybe it wasn’t because of the