Donald: Dalton’s Kiss: Vampire Paranormal Romance (Dalton's Kiss Book 3)

floor and waited for them there. In less time than he thought it should have taken them, the Montgomery family was sitting with them. Looking over at Donald, he asked him what was wrong.
Nothing. He asked him a second time but asked if one of the women was his mate. Yes. I’m thinking it’s the one walking around. But they’re all so close together I’m having a hard time figuring it out. They smell the same.
I’d not mention that if I were you. I don’t know how a woman’s mind works, but if you tell her she smells like other women, I’m sure you might lose your head. He nodded but kept watching the four of them. This is good, right? I mean, whatever one you are mated to, you can be happy in knowing that they’re all right as humans.
Laugh it up, Brian. This only means you might be next.
Teasing his friend was fun. Brian thought he might be the only one to welcome a mate into his heart. He was looking forward to it more than he had anything for a long time.
Convincing the women wasn’t nearly as difficult as they thought it would be. They knew that CJ wouldn’t have told them it was dangerous if it wasn’t. The fact that one of them had been hurt badly helped to persuade them as well. Taking them home one at a time. CJ and Rachel were the last to leave. It was then that Donald knew which one was his mate. He didn’t know which one of them was taking it harder, either.

Chapter 1
Pfeiffer was enjoying this showdown of sorts between her sister, CJ, and the big man, Don, that seemed to be just as pissy about their status to each other. Not that she wouldn’t jump to her defense if it came to that, but Donald was having a difficult time getting CJ to even speak to him. She told him, in no uncertain terms, that she wasn’t going to get into it with him now, whatever that meant to either of them.
They’d been staying at the home of Kelly and Bancroft for the past few days. Rachel was getting better daily. She had a lot of stitches on her face and body, she was dealing with a lot of broken ribs, and her wrist was sprained. All things that she, as Rachel’s mother, could live with so long as her daughter was all right.
Pfeiffer didn’t know how she was ever going to repay the man that had saved Rachel’s life. Without his lifegiving blood, Rachel would surely have died. Brian had told her, several times, that it wasn’t anything for him to have helped Rachel. She also knew from Kelly that the man had destroyed the men who had hurt her. Not killed, but destroyed them. She shivered whenever she thought of that.
“Are you listening to me?” Shaking her head no, she smiled at her sister. “I asked you if you thought you were going to be all right here while I’m gone. I have to get this figured out, and if I’m around the three of you, it’s only going to cause you more trouble.”
“I don’t want you to leave me. None of us do. But I understand that in order to get to the bottom of why they’re hunting for you, you have to keep us safe.” She glanced at Don as he asked them to call him, then back at her sister. “Are you going to take Don with you? I’d feel a great deal better about you leaving me if you were to do that.”
“It doesn’t seem I have much of a choice. He’s fucking attached to me like glue.” She looked at the handsome man, then smiled. “Maybe whoever is after me will take this out of my hands and take him instead.”
“I’m pretty sure you know I can hear you. Also, I doubt very much that anyone would mistake you for me. You’re much prettier, as well as very vocal about what you need and want.” He grinned, and Pfeiffer was sure that whatever came out of his mouth was going to embarrass CJ again. “Are you like that during sex? Demanding and such? I’d think that would be one place I’d welcome you being so bossy. However, just so you know, I think I could make love to you and never have enough.”
“Don’t you have someone else to bother?” Donald said he didn’t. “Well, I have work to do. And I can’t do it with you breathing down my neck all the time. Go outside and get a tan or something. That might take care of my issues.”
“You want me to die? So soon? Well, I’d say that isn’t very nice, but so far, you’ve not really been nice to me.” He seemed to think about that. “I haven’t been all that nice to you either, but then, you’ve been sniping and biting at me since I found out what you were to me.”
“When will it get through that thick head of yours that I don’t want to be your mate?” He moved—or at least that’s what Pfeiffer assumed he’d done when he was suddenly standing in front of her sister. “What are you doing? Back off.”
“Not yet. I want to prove to you what you are to me.” She said she didn’t need this. Pfeiffer stood up, ready to protect her sister if she needed it. “I won’t hurt her. I promise you on my life that I will do nothing to ever harm either of you.”
“I think I understand that, but she doesn’t play fair when she’s cornered.” Just as she finished saying that to Don, CJ moved, and Don ended up on the floor holding his groin. “I tried to tell you that. She’s not used to being pushed. You might want to remember that in the future.”
“I will.”
Before she could understand what he was going to do next, CJ was on the floor with Don