Raccoon Sonic Oc Novels & Stories

His voice was like a blade, cutting, cold, undeniable. “You’ll get on that bed. You’ll climb on top of him. Skin to skin. Mate to mate. And then you’ll do everything in your power to make him feel you. Taste you. Need you. Because only then will his instincts awaken enough to bloodfeed. If he doesn’t recognize you on a subconscious level, he won’t respond. And he will die.” My stomach churned. Raccoon turned away, walking toward the door. But before he opened it, he said, “I won’t be watching. I’ll be right outside. If something goes wrong, say my name. I’ll be in before you finish the first syllable.”

None dead. "You let them corner you," Cade said. He was already scanning the garage entrances. "I needed to see who was sending them," I said. "And?" "Rogue. No court affiliation. Hired." "By who." "Still working on that." I looked at my hands. The shaking had stopped. My vampire side was pulling back from the red edge, which took more effort than it should have. "What's the sonic frequency." "Designed to disrupt vampire motor control. Non-lethal at this range." He holstered both weapons with the practiced ease of someone putting away car keys. "You had two down before I got here."