“Shove the family talk up your fat ass,” I snarled. “Or I’ll have the witches do it for you.”

“You’ll never touch her again,” Jason snarled, his fangs out, his eyes darker than nightmares. I shivered, not because of fear, but because he appeared so sexy in his dark glory. It’d turn any woman on when a male would go to war to protect you, and the Vampire King had just issued a challenge. “I’ll tear you to pieces and erase your essence and soul forever.”

“You don’t ...