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sure you don’t want to take a shower first?”
    Dalia's gaze drifted down to the bulge in his pants and
shook her head.
    Yeah, she noticed. His lips lifted in a smug smile he
couldn't hide.
    She sat on the edge of the table, her eyes defiant, and motioned
for him to start talking.
    “My brothers and I are warriors of the African goddess Oya,”
he started.
    “You are from Africa?”
    “Yes, I live there, in Oya’s temple.”
    “What do her warriors do?” She looked past him, her face
thoughtful.
     “Ajo, like you, have been stealing powers from her
temple beyond the veil. Our job is to get those powers back.” He answered.
     Her heart rate picked up, thumping noticeably at the
hollow of her throat. “Do they kill the vampires to get the power back?” 
Her energy spiked, she sent a quick nervous glance to the door.
    “Calm down, Dalia.” He rubbed his chest. His animal prowled
his body restlessly. Magic danced along his skin. “You keep referring to
yourself as a vampire, but we don't see you as such. Vampires don't hold the
power the Ajo do. We know some of the Ajo are being turned involuntarily. Our
goddess gave us a way to extract the powers without harming the individual.” He
hoped he sounded reassuring; he briefly wished for his brother’s gift to calm
with his voice.
               
“What’s the difference? I was converted by a vampire.”
    Her chin lifted, it was a gesture he began to associate with
her stubbornness. "Individuals who are descended from the Aje tribe are
different than other humans, so the conversion is different. The results, if
the conversion works is a different breed altogether."
               
"How do you tell us apart?"
    “The powers stolen are corrupt and the evil taint in the
magic eventually drives the host crazy. By the time we find them they are more
than happy to rid themselves of the power.”
               
Hope lit her eyes. “Does it make them human again?"
    Bron shook head. “It will only release the corrupted magic
from their bodies.” Compassion for her softened his voice.
               
Dalia stood and paced her small room. “Is there any other way besides the
tattoos that help you differentiate the Ajo from other vampires?” she asked
without looking at him.
    Bron inclined his head in thought. “The Ajo are crazy with
power and enjoy hurting people. I don't know much about vampires, but I’m to
understand that they can feed without killing humans. Not so for the Ajo, they
thrive on the adrenaline rush from the killing.”
    Bron watched her pace and wished he could do something to
help her with all the nervous energy. He smiled to himself; he had a few ideas
about how to redirect all that energy.
    He sobered, he shouldn’t think of her that way, she was Ajo
after all, but he couldn't help but get excited by the sensual way she moved.
He rubbed his chest to calm his beast. He was having a hard time focusing on
anything other than her. His animal stood poised, right on the edge of his
subconscious as though waiting for something.
    “Do you want me to take your corrupted powers?” Bron asked
after growing tired of watching her pace. The look she gave him was leery, her
eyes promising retribution if he came near her.
     She paused in front of him curiosity replacing the
doubt. “Will it hurt?”
    She licked her lips in nervousness and Bron had to clutch
the sides of the chair to keep from going to her. His heart pounded in his
chest, the small hint of vulnerability from her calling out to him. He winced
as he felt his jeans biting into his erection. This woman would be the death of
him.
    “What am I thinking?” she muttered. “I don’t want to do
anything that would make me weaker.” She worked her bottom lip with her teeth
in testament to her jumbled thoughts.
    Bron held his breath. He selfishly wanted her to say yes.
Without the Ajo powers he would have less objection from the Ijoye when he
brought her to the