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  Wen

  VLG – Book Six

  Vampires, Lycans, Gargoyles

  By Laurann Dohner

  Wen by Laurann Dohner

  When Gerri’s VampLycan stepfather died, her mother moved them far from his clan. As a teen, it was the most devastating day of her life, because it took Gerri away from Wen, the boy she’d loved since childhood. Fifteen years later, that boy has become a gorgeous man straight out of her wildest fantasies—and when he requests to meet her, Gerri suspects just seeing him will set her up for heartbreak all over again.

  The petite blonde he fell for as a young VampLycan is still beautiful—and all human. Though Gerri’s always been the one he longs to be with, Wen can’t mate her. After the death of his brother, Wen was forced to assume the duties of firstborn, which include mating another VampLycan. But he needs a human to pull off his current mission for his clan, hunting a rogue Vampire in a human city. And he’ll take any stolen moments with Gerri he can get.

  As the danger surrounding the mission mounts, so does their passion, until it’s equally perilous. It will take everything in him to keep Wen from claiming his mate…because doing so could mean her death.

  VLG Series List

  Drantos

  Kraven

  Lorn

  Veso

  Lavos

  Wen

  Wen by Laurann Dohner

  Copyright © May 2017

  Editor: Kelli Collins

  Cover Art: Dar Albert

  eBook ISBN: 978-1-944526-82-5

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal, except for the case of brief quotations in reviews and articles.

  Criminal copyright infringement is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000.

  All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is coincidental.

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Wen - VLG – Book Six

  By Laurann Dohner

  Chapter One

  There was no mistaking that the tall biker-looking dude in the leather jacket had to be Wen. His hair was shorter these days though, no longer flowing down to the middle of his back. It was dark brown, a bit shaggy, and fell to his broad shoulders. His father towered above other men at six feet seven, and his son inherited more than just his height. He had the same bodybuilder frame, with broad shoulders and thick biceps that stretched out the material covering them. The graceful, predatory way he stalked down the sidewalk in the opposite direction also assured her she had the right guy. Men moved out of his way, giving a wide berth, but women turned their heads, taking second looks.

  Gerri sighed, stepping out of the shadows of the building across the street. Her blonde curly hair, falling almost to her waist, might as well have been a flag waving to say hello. The strong breeze whipped it into her face from behind now that she’d left the shelter of the doorway. She’d tried keeping it short but the tight curls drove her insane after a few weeks. The weight of having it long left it wavy instead. There was also the drawback of resembling a blonde version of a famous fictional orphan after she cut it off—and the jokes that went along with that. So she just let it grow, usually kept in a single braid down her back, but she hadn’t had time to do that earlier. She’d hit snooze on her alarm clock too many times.

  It had been hard to fall asleep the night before, knowing she’d see him again.

  The wind blew down the street in his direction and he spun around, now striding her way, eyes hidden by the dark sunglasses he wore. She resisted cursing in case his hearing was as good as she imagined. It was a hot day, and she’d begun to sweat. He’d clearly picked up her scent. She could have gone bald or had facial surgery and Wen would still be able to locate her with his eyes closed…something she should have remembered. They’d grown up together. It didn’t matter what hair products or laundry detergent she used. It had been a game to try to fool him when they were kids. Wen could always track her.

  He made a beeline toward her, crossing the street.

  The urge to run struck but she held still. He’d catch her before she made it half a block, and the results could get messy. They were no longer kids. A game of chase could easily turn deadly if she triggered him to go into hunt mode. She wasn’t willing to risk it. They weren’t friends anymore.

  He stopped two feet away, and she hated having to lift her chin to stare up. The size difference between them had always been drastic but now it seemed ridiculous. He was well over a foot taller than her five-foot-five frame, and he had to have about a hundred and fifty pounds on her.

  “You didn’t grow much.”

  His deep baritone voice was just a reminder of what he really was. It gave her chills down her spine. He appeared to be human, a large one, but he wasn’t. “You reached out to me and I came.” She loathed the reality she called her life at that moment. He’d have hunted her down if she’d have refused a meeting. Seeing him again was painful and something she’d wanted to avoid. “As if you really gave me a choice. Your message on my voicemail was a bit threatening. I didn’t appreciate that.”

  He tilted his head, and she was grateful that the sunglasses resting on the bridge of his nose were too dark to glimpse his eyes. She had a feeling they probably weren’t as human-looking as his face at that moment. The soft growl that rumbled from him hinted that she’d pissed him off.

  “Sorry.” She lowered her gaze to his immense chest. “You have to admit this is a bad idea. We said our goodbyes and they should have stuck.” She refused to step back and bow a little at the waist to show regret. The verbal apology would have to be enough. His customs weren’t hers anymore. “It’s too dangerous for me to be anywhere near you. It was rude to make threats toward me if I didn’t text you back and meet with you today.” She didn’t add the part about how she realized he wouldn’t be concerned if he got her killed by association. “What do you need?”

  “We have to talk. Why did you pick this place? It’s too public. What are we doing here?”

  She wasn’t surprised that he knew where she lived, since he’d somehow gotten her cell number. “I rented a room upstairs. I figured you’d want privacy.” She backed up, turned, and prayed he wouldn’t do something to get even for her rudeness. The boy he used to be wouldn’t be so easily offended but he’d grown into a man she didn’t know. “Follow me.”

  He didn’t snarl a warning that she was being too pushy, so she breathed easier as she entered the cheap motel. The desk clerk wasn’t there, probably in the back watching porn. Two drug addicts hung out in the corner of the small lobby and she guessed they were waiting for their dealer to show. The place was a hive of undesirable criminals but it didn’t have any security cameras. They also accepted cash, rented rooms by the hour, and never asked questions.

  “You don’t trust me inside your den?”

  She waited to answer until they reached the elevator and the doors closed them inside. “It’s called an apartment out here in the real world, and it wasn’t about trust. I figured that it was best if I could just say I’m a hooker doing a john if we’re seen together. I have no idea why you’re