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LYNSAY SANDS
HUNGRY FOR YOU
AN ARGENEAU NOVEL
Contents
Cover
Title page
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
By Lynsay Sands
Praise for the incomparable
Copyright
About the Publisher
One
Cale was just raising his hand to knock at the doorwhen it swung open. A tall fellow with short dark
hair and a phone pressed to his ear peered out at him.
“Cale Valens?”
“Yes,” Cale answered, knowing the guards at the front gate had called up to the house warning of his
arrival.
“Come on in.” The fellow stepped back to make way, pushing a button to end his call before offering a
hand to Cale. “Justin Bricker. Most people call me Bricker.”
Cale accepted the hand, shaking it politely as he stomped his feet on the welcome mat a couple of times
to remove the worst of the snow on his boots. He then stepped inside. “I was told I should speak to
Garrett Mortimer.”
“Yeah, I know. The boys at the gate called the house and said as much, but Mortimer’s down at the
garagewith Sam.” Bricker shut the door and then turned to face him, waving the phone vaguely. “I was just
calling down there to tell him you were here, but there’s no answer. Hopefully that means they’re on their
way to the house.”
“Hopefully?” Cale removed his brown leather winter coat.
“Yeah, well, they may have been getting busy in one of the cells,” Bricker explained wryly as he took
the coat and quickly hung it in a closet beside the door. “They’ve only been life mates for eight or nine
months and are still pretty into each other.” He closed the closet door, swung back to Cale, and then
headed up the hall toward the back of the house. “Come on. I’ll get you a bag of blood while we wait.”
Cale followed, recalling what his uncle Lucian had said about these men. Mortimer and Bricker used to
be partners, enforcers hunting rogues vampires, but now they ran the enforcer house together. Bricker was
the younger man and backed up Mortimer, who was now in charge of all the rest of the enforcers.
“One bag or two?” Bricker asked, leading him into a large, cupboard-lined kitchen with an island in the
middle.
“One is fine,” Cale murmured.
The younger immortal immediately opened a refrigerator to reveal a large amount of bagged blood
stacked up alongside various mortal foodstuffs. The sight was a bit startling. Cale hadn’t eaten mortal
food in more than a millennium and only ever had blood in his own refrigerator. The thought crossed his
mind to wonder ifit was really hygienic to have raw meat and vegetables so close to the blood.
“O positive all right?” Bricker asked, sorting through the bags in the fridge.
“Fine.” Hygienic or not, he was hungry.
“Here you go.”
Cale accepted the bag Bricker held out with a murmured thanks, waited the few seconds it took for his
canines to descend, and then quickly popped the clear bag of crimson liquid to his fangs.
“Grab a seat,” Bricker urged, using his foot to hook one of the wooden barstools tucked under the
island and dragging it out for himself. He slapped a bag of blood to his own teeth as he sat on the stool.
Cale pulled a second stool out, but had barely settled on the high seat when the soft shush of sliding
glass doors opening and closing sounded from the next room. He followed Bricker’s glance expectantly to
the open door across from them. It led into what was obviously a dining room. The end of a dark oak table
was visible, as well as an end chair, but the door and whoever had entered were out of sight. However,
their voices reached the two of them easily, and Cale found himself unintentionally eavesdropping on
what he soon realized was a private conversation.

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