Ouch! My Vampire Doms Keep Biting Me (My Vampire Doms #1)

by Calista Jayne

I could wait for the ambulance to arrive and get out under the cover of its sirens, but there’s a chance Dale might come out to meet it. I can’t risk him seeing me. As far as he’s concerned, I was never here. “Be brave, Autumn.” I know it isn’t my mom talking to me. But her voice is as clear as if she’s sitting next to me in the passenger’s seat. She died ten years ago, when I was fifteen. This was her car, and I’ve always felt closer to her when I drive it. Taking a deep breath, I start the engine. I put the car into gear and roll forward, around the circular end of our driveway. “Autumn!” Dale shouts, striding toward me from the side of the house. “I didn’t know you were home.” Can I pretend I just got here? No. I’m wearing pajamas. What was I thinking? He’ll review the security footage, he’ll find out that I was home, in my room, while he was killing Marcus Patrick. He’ll guess that I saw the whole thing. Frozen with fear, I don’t move as he reaches the window and knocks on it. Rolling the window down, I fake a smile and say, “I just remembered I left my purse at the restaurant. They’re holding it for me, so I’ll be right back.” His gaze flicks past me to the passenger’s seat, where my purse sits like an accusation. “My other purse,” I say. Dale’s blue eyes, “beautiful baby blues” as Mom used to call them, harden into chips of ice. “I don’t believe you.” Before I can react, his hand is on my wrist, clenching so hard I immediately know it will leave bruises. I shouldn’t ...