calmly measured the Witch’s bold declaration. “Alexa is now my wife. I would prefer my own physician assess her condition—” “He knows nothing of the Witch’s anatomy—” “And you know nothing of a Vampire’s chemical makeup. Therefore, her care is in my hands. Jaxson will escort you back to your quarters, Pierce.” “You can’t keep me from her, Chambers. She is our Keeper—” “She is my wife.” Wilhelm’s words were final. He watched the little Witch step back with his mouth hanging open in surprise. “I believe your room was this way, Priest.” Jaxson took a firm grasp of the man’s arm and pulled him along as he moved down the hall. “That man is a pest. I hope you know the trouble you are putting yourself in, Elder.” Grant shook his head as he watched the other two men turn the corner and disappear. “I’ve been in worse.” Wilhelm shrugged a bare shoulder as he looked back at his physician. Grant was a surgeon back in the days before he was turned by a renegade Vampiress who had a thing for professional types with lots of land and money. Grant had more than fit the bill. “You need to see her.” He opened the door and let Grant enter ahead of him. “You drained her?” Wilhelm shrugged, feeling guilty as the doctor gave him a disapproving look. Grant turned on the overhead lights, hearing Alexa’s moan as she tried to cover herself and her eyes from the brightness. She was too pale and too weak for Wilhelm’s comfort. He shoved his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants as he watched Grant take her pulse. He hated seeing the other man’s hands on his property. She was his. There was no doubt about it. He could still feel the power of her blood heating his body from the inside out. He felt strong enough to fight an army, yet all his physical body was interested in was sexual pleasure. Sex with a Witch! His dark head jerked back as he was forced to face the fact that he wanted her regardless of who or what she was. He wanted nothing more than to claim her, mark her with his teeth and body, so that no other would dare look at her, much less touch what was his. His fangs throbbed as the doctor sat on the bed beside her and gently turned her head to examine the bite marks on her neck. “You took far too much. Yet...” Grant moved to open her mouth to examine the color of her gums. His entire body jerked back as her moss green eyes flew open wide. They flashed to black as a hiss of warning preceded the arc of her hand. Only Grant’s Vampire speed prevented him from receiving the impact of a slap that would probably have knocked him from the bed. “A little help here, Elder!” Grant fought to keep her arms controlled as she tried to gouge his eyes out with her sharp nails. “Get out!” Wilhelm moved to straddle her flailing legs as he thrust Grant away from her. A deep hiss of possession left him as he captured her wrists and held them over her head. Black eyes, eerie and beautiful, blinked up at him. Relief and peace washed over her as he felt her body relax beneath his. Her head stopped thrashing against the pillow as she focused on his face above her. “Will...” “You are safe, felesage .” His words seemed to make her shiver in reaction. Her body surrendered beneath his iron control in a way that had him hardening in hunger. Black eyes turned to molten green as she stared transfixed at him. “Damn.” Grant’s curse pulled Wilhelm’s attention from the soft body lying beneath his. Her eyes were bewitching him with their soft emotions. This was not the cool facade of the Keeper he was seeing. This was the wanton need of a female for her mate. The raw need in her pretty green eyes called to the beast within him. Pulling his gaze from that stark lust took real effort as he forced his mind from following his body’s urgings. He was master of his blood, not its Poppet for crying out loud! “What is wrong with her?” He growled lowly at the stunned doctor.