KINDRED

Chapter One                                                                                                                                                                            To read a short excerpt of Chapter Two Click Here

“Hey, asshole, I’m down here.”

The indigo glow of the vampire’s feral eyes pierced the black night. After one hell of a hiss, he leapt from the building rooftop to the darkened city streets where Jax waited to kick his ass.

Sometimes Jax killed opponents slowly for fun. Sometimes he killed them fast when he had something better to do. Sizing up the six foot seven inch vampire as he fell to the street, Jax needed to take his time with this one.

The sound of boots running over the wet street slapped the asphalt as Jax and Dagger ran to meet the latest Etrux member.

This one was taller than the last, draped in solid black leather from head to toe, a stark contrast to his pale ivory skin. When he smiled, bloodlust darkened his lips and barely covered his ruddy gums.

Jax chuckled inwardly. The bastard really thought he had a chance, didn’t he?

In a flash, Jax attacked. The vampire took the offensive, kicking and gnashing fangs.

Amateur.

He hissed again.

Amateur with bad breath.

As Jax swung his favorite weapon, the vampire dodged. Jax caught him with a nick to the abs with the sword’s razor-sharp tip.

“Nice try.” The vamp laughed, lunging at Jax with a knife, which flipped mid-air and missed the attack with practiced ease.

“Well, well. You did find me finally.” Jax wielded the sword over his head in circular motions, toying with him. “I thought you didn’t want to dance tonight, Sweetheart.”

“I’ll dance.” The vampire dipped his torso and did a spin kick that connected solid with Jax’s jaw.

Jax spat blood. “Oh come on, you can do better than that.” He threw a punch that connected with the vamp’s smooth jaw. He followed with a flip kick that knocked his adversary to the ground.

Drawing in a breath, Jax grabbed the shirt of the vamp, bunched it in his fist and bent low. “You’re out of your territory. East Side belongs to Kindred.”

The vampire’s head wobbled from side to side as he rested his back against the brick building. “Just in the neighborhood,” the vampire said.

“I say we end this asshole now.” Dagger came up behind him, resting a hand nonchalantly on his back.

“Now you decide to help.” Jax slanted a gaze at Dagger.

“I’m here now, brother. You looked like you had it handled.”

Jax spat blood once more, spraying the ground below. “Child’s play, but it would’ve ended about one point five seconds earlier had you decided to help.”

“What? And miss the show?”

The man never changed. Even when he was human, Dagger was an asshole. Now that he’d gone vampire, he’d morphed into an even bigger one.

Jax turned his attention back to the Etrux he held against the wall. “There has to be a reason you’ve come all the way across the tracks. Feeding on your side not what it used to be?”

      “Feeding is good everywhere. You know that my brother.”

He shuddered. Jax backhanded the vampire. “I’m not your brother and the fact you said that makes me want to hurt you more.”

“Either way,” the vampire smiled, “I’m not talking.”

“Suits me,” Dagger sneered. He extracted his custom-made sais and plunged it into the vampire’s chest.

The vampire disintegrated immediately. The remaining warm particles slid through Jax’s palm.

“Damn it, Dagger. Couldn’t you have waited about ten seconds?”

Dagger crinkled up his blond eyebrows at the question. “Um…No?”

This was what he got for taking in a twenty-year-old. “Well, learn to.” Jax stood and scuffed the toe of his boot along the asphalt. “Next time, wait for orders.”

Dagger curled his lip and rolled his eyes. “Whatever.”

“Let’s go, Superstar.”

“Where, Boss?”

“To find out what a member of Etrux was looking for in this part of town.”