Chapter 409

My brother looks like he paid attention to his appearance today too. Tailored black shirt under a black leather jacket, over washed-out jeans in a bad boy biker style. It’s not his normal MO, but a more casual and sexier version of the vampire styling he came home with. His hair is gelled up spikier, and his whole aura seems a little predatory. That’s a Lycan who is overcome with desire for his mate and willing to bow down to have her. I guess the imprint is slowly eating away at him, and finally, the lust urge is killing that stubborn wall he built up. Carmen elbows him in the stomach and causes a loud ‘oofft’ noise, then groan, but he doesn’t relent and release her. Instead, he spins her back towards him, bends down, and flips her over his right shoulder the second she starts to curse him out and fight back. She erupts in crazy femme fashion and starts going at him with fists and knees to be free. “She might be a while…. Maybe a few hours.” He winks my way, mischief in the depths, a