Free Her Warrior for Eternity by Susanna Shore Page A

“We’re safe enough here. We’ll wait.” To her surprise, he acquiesced.
    They sat in silence. She had a notion that he received information to his earpiece from time to time, but he wouldn’t relay her any news. “So, what’s your name? And who was the first bloke I rammed into?”
    “I’m Nicholas Fortier. The first one was Jasper Grayson. He’s Jeremy’s older brother.”
    She recognised the similarities now, especially the eyes. Jeremy had told her about him, how watching his brother dancing with his girlfriend had made him approach her in the club. Her chest tightened in upset. That had been a lie too. She couldn’t imagine a woman who would take such a scary man.
    But she had already known it was a lie, hadn’t she? He had sought her out because he needed to make sure she didn’t remember.
    “You’re going to erase my mind again, aren’t you?”
    “Most likely.” He didn’t regret the necessity. “But it’s tricky to erase similar memories many times. Something might stick, after all.”
    The door on his side was yanked open, cutting short his musing. “When I tell you to get her to safety, I expect you to get her to safety.” And before Corynn knew what he was about, Jeremy had pulled Nicholas out of the car and punched him.
     

Chapter Nine
    A white haze of rage clouded Jeremy’s mind. He had only one objective, and that was to kill the bastard who had risked the life of his woman. That he was a fellow warrior and one of his best friends was irrelevant. He barely recognised the bloke.
    The bastard put up a good fight. In moments, they were wrestling on the ground. Jeremy was shorter, but that didn’t make him any weaker. And even though he had just fought the enemy, he had plenty of energy left to deal with the one who had risked the life of his mate.
    Kill him .
    Jeremy agreed with his Rider. Death was the only acceptable outcome for the offence the bloke had given. He was only vaguely aware of angry voices shouting for them to stop, and barely registered the pressure in Might when a vampire more powerful than him tried to force him to submit. None of this mattered. He had the bastard pinned underneath him now. His fangs shot down as he prepared to tear his throat open.
    A cool hand pressed on his shoulder. Calmness spread from it through him. The rage subsided.
    “Nicholas, yield.” This time he recognised Gabe’s voice.
    “Like hell I will.” Jeremy realised he had Nick pinned down and the bloke was straining against his hold. He should release him, but he didn’t want to yet.
    “You risked the life of my mate,” he growled. Nick stared at him, flabbergasted. Then he smiled and relaxed, yielding.
    “I’m sorry.”
    Jeremy blinked as the scene cleared. They were in a public place, the two of them on the ground, and most of the warriors on patrol gathered around them, blocking the pavement. “Cora?”
    “I’m here.” She was standing behind him, still holding his shoulder.
    He was instantly angry again. “Which one of you twats let a human woman near an enraged vampire?”
    “Hey! I’m my own person. No man tells me what I can or can’t do.”
    He looked at her over his shoulder. She was staring down at him, angry and indignant. “But surely you realised it would be dangerous?”
    “It worked, didn’t it?”
    He stared at her in awe, and then in growing horror as a realisation hit. Fuck . His Rider agreed.
    “Oi. Could you get up? It’s kind of uncomfortable down here.” Nick pushed him, and, dazzled, he obeyed.
    “Sorry about that,” he said, sheepishly.
    Nick grinned. “No problem. But the next time you decide to go berserk, please aim it at renegades.”
    “Yeah, well … I wasn’t exactly myself.”
    “You can say that again.”
    “Could someone please explain to me what just happened?” Cora demanded.
    “No!” Gods forbid she learned the truth. Hunger . She was about to argue so he shook his head. “Let’s just get you home before someone calls the