Free Cora's Secret: A Vampire Ménage Urban Fantasy Romance by Tracy Cooper-Posey

some things to figure out.”
    “Of course you do,” Seaveth said, getting to her feet. “This is life-changing. I won’t pretend it is anything less.” She gave them all a lovely smile. “And now I must warn you that on top of everything else you’re about to deal with, the Grimoré will try to stop your trinity from forming. They have become creative in the last two years in their efforts to halt the trinities.” She glanced at Lindal. “Would you mind?”
    Lindal lifted his shirt with both hands, exposing his chest and abdomen. The flesh was a patchwork of scars, still pink and fresh.
    Cora winced.
    “Vampeen?” Rhys asked, his voice low.
    “Even after your trinity forms,” Seaveth said, “they will still try to destroy you. You have already become a target for them.”
    “Oh. Joy,”Aithan said.
    “My advice is to avoid moving about in the open as much as possible. You’re vulnerable until the bond is formed and your full abilities develop.” Seaveth gave a small smile. “Don’t feel that you are being singled out. The trinities are not their only target. The Grimoré are recruiting allies among supernaturals. Gargoyles, furies, demons…we suspect they may even have a genie among their ranks now.”
    Aithan’s brows came together, the first time he had shown any emotion at all since Seaveth had begun speaking. “Not all demons,” he said quietly.
    “No, not all,” Seaveth agreed. “Like many of the supernaturals, demons are facing a civil war among their number, as individuals chose sides. The Grimoré are holding, watching species annihilate themselves with no effort required by them.” She looked at Rhys. “Your missing people were taken by the vampeen. I’m sure you’ve made that connection already.”
    Rhys nodded.
    “It’s possible there is a clan of gargoyles in the area, too. One of our hunters tracked a gargoyle just a mile north of the Canadian border, a few weeks ago. Humans are food for them, too.”
    Rhys swallowed.
    “It’s a lot to take in,” Seaveth said, “but your instincts to protect the people in your county will help you make the adjustment. We’re doing what you have been doing, only on a bigger scale.”
    Then she glanced up at Lindal. Her smile turned warm and her expression changed to a soft, intimate one. Lindal put his arm around her waist. It was a private moment, a glimpse at the bond between them.
    “I’ll take Seaveth back to New York,” Lindal said, “then I’ll be in my room at Ginny’s house. You know how to contact me. How to contact any of us, especially Seaveth.”
    Seaveth glanced at Cora. You alone can reach me this way.
    Cora blinked, absorbing this new fact. I can talk to you?
    Yes . Warm regard touched her, making her feel young for a moment, a sensation that was novel.
    Then Lindal bent his knees and before she could see his boots leave the floor, they were gone, leaving Cora alone with Rhys and Aidan.

Chapter Seven
     
    The silence in the room forced Cora to speak. “I need you to leave. Both of you.”
    Rhys looked shocked but Aithan gave a wise, knowing smile. “You’re going to deny the bonding.”
    “I deny there’s any bonding at all.”
    “Because you already wanted him before it started,” Aithan shot back.
    Cora shut her eyes, humiliation making it too difficult to look at either of them. “Because the idea of sex with a…a thing like you makes me feel sick.”
    “Liar.” Aithan’s voice was very soft. “If there’s no bond, how do you explain your sudden ability to teleport?”
    Cora glared at him.
    Rhys held up a hand. “Stop!”
    Cora pressed her lips together to silence herself. Aithan leaned back against the counter and crossed his arms once more, his leather jacket creaking as the shoulders strained it. There were scuff marks on the bottom of the sleeves from where she had sent him skidding across the parking lot. There was even a small tear, but there were no wounds on his hands or wrists.
    “Aithan, can I