Free Blake, Abby - Vampires' Witness [PUP Squad Alpha 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Abby Blake Page B

confidence, it would put the whole squad in danger.”
    “The squad?” Jennifer asked with genuine confusion. “Don’t you call a group of vampires a coven?”
    “We do,” Benjamin said with a laugh, “but in this particular case we do mean squad.”
    Jennifer looked to Skye. She wore her “what the hell?” face. “They’re part of a Paranormal Undercover Protection squad,” Skye volunteered. “Kind of like a Navy SEAL team but with fangs and claws.”
    “Claws?” Jennifer asked with a raised eyebrow.
    “Yeah,” she said, glancing at Benjamin to check if she was spilling some beans she wasn’t supposed to. He nodded for her to continue. “Some of them are werewolves. Some of them are…other paranormals.”
    “Oh,” her sister said, obviously trying very hard to appear diplomatic.
    “It’s okay if you don’t believe us just yet, but we do ask that you keep the information to yourself,” Benjamin said quietly.
    “Of course,” she said in a tone of voice that suggested she was starting to think she might be the crazy one. She jumped nearly half a foot into the air when Thomas opened the connecting door between the rooms.
    Thomas sniffed the air, his gaze landing on Jennifer. A wide smile graced his face before he seemed to shake himself and get back to the matter at hand. “We just got a call from the owner of the club where Skye was attacked. He says he’s got three unknown vampires on the premises. One of them fits the description Skye gave us. West, Adam, and Alex are on their way there now, but if this is our guy, they could use some vampire backup.”
    Samuel looked concerned, but he didn’t object when Benjamin ordered Thomas to stay with Skye and Jennifer. After a brief kiss Benjamin left the room at preternatural speed. Samuel seemed to hesitate just a moment before he, too, kissed her and left the motel.
    “Wh–What just happened?” Jennifer asked as her knees wobbled and she dropped into the chair behind her. “How did they disappear? I mean, they…they were standing there and…and now…”
    Skye moved to her sister’s side, grabbed her hand, and held on tight. “Breathe, sis,” she said in what she hoped was a reassuring voice. “You’ll get used to it.”
    Jennifer’s half laugh, half guffaw suggested that it might be a long time coming. She turned her attention to Thomas, looked him up and down, and asked in a tone more rude than Skye had ever heard her sister use, “So what are you?”
    Thomas gave her that charming smile Skye had come to associate with the man, lifted Jennifer’s free hand to his mouth, and kissed the back of it in a gallant flourish that somehow seemed perfectly natural and not the corny move it could have been. “I’m a werewolf, but my friends call me Thomas.”
    “Uh-huh,” Jennifer said skeptically, “and when am I going to see you turn into a wolf? Do I need to wait for a full moon?”
    “Nope, I can show you right now, if you’d like.”
    Jennifer’s eyes widened as Thomas started to undo his shirt. Whether her reaction was out of fear or curiosity Skye wasn’t sure, but it was probably time to put a stop to Thomas’s teasing. He was considered the ladies’ man of the squad, and the last thing Jennifer needed right now was a playboy wolf hitting on her.
    “Maybe later,” Skye said, taking the seat beside her sister.
    Thomas groaned in obvious disappointment, but he did refasten the buttons. “How abou—” He cut off his words, his relaxed demeanor morphing straight into full alert. “Call your makers.”
    “What? I don’t have their cell numbers.”
    Thomas looked like he wanted to roll his eyes, but he turned his back on them, placing himself squarely between the two women and the front door. “Call them with your mind,” he ordered in an agitated voice. “Shit, do it. Do it now!”
    Taken aback by Thomas’s barely leashed aggression, Skye mentally called to Benjamin and Samuel. She had no idea if she was doing it right,