Sigma

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Sam set Sugar’s small pink suitcase in the trunk and slammed it shut. Love sucked. No matter what Sam did in a relationship, he got screwed. If he loved a woman, she wasn’t interested. Or worse, she fell in love with someone else.

Not that he blamed Sugar, his only human friend, for breaking his heart years ago. Who could compete with a Nosferatu vampire warrior? Not him.

The Omegas, his small pack of friends, had hired Daedalus to teach them how to fight over two years ago. The Nosferatu could twist Sam into a pretzel, dip him in hot sauce, and have him for dinner without breaking a sweat. His kind was a different class of vampire, more monster, less human. Considering Sam could lift a mini van over his head showed the vampire’s strength and skill. Sometimes he wondered if Sugar was the only reason Daedalus hadn’t eaten him yet.

His inner beast grumbled, sulking in the corners of his mind. Ever since Sugar had been attacked on his watch, when Katrina’s old werewolf pack from China had broken into their home, his animal nature didn’t seem interested in the outside world. Even when he shifted to his beast form, it remained distant, not sharing in the hunt, or even sex.

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