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him.
Explain, I demanded.
“I was ordered to go to her,” he started as he began rubbing his throat. “And I did go to her, but when I tried to take her, she burned me!”
Burned you? I repeated, my unbridled anger slowly turning to surprise before developing into outright curiosity.
“Yeah,” he nodded. He continued to rub his throat while shaking his head in a way that revealed he was just as shocked by his words as I was.
“How did she burn you?” I inquired.
“It was weird,” he started, while taking a deep breath. I fought to maintain my hold on his mind. With all the questions running through my own head, it was difficult for me to consider his.
What happened? I demanded.
“Her skin got really hot before she just erupted into flames! Right there in front of me! But it didn’t look like the fire was hurting or burning her. It was more like it was a part of her.”
I nodded, all the while wondering what the Lady Bryn could possibly be hiding from me.
SEVEN
I did not know quite what to make of Jack Jeffers’s story regarding the Lady Bryn bursting into flames in an attempt to defend herself from him. Even though I was not certain what this meant, nor even how it was possible, I did not doubt his story. A Master Vampire’s powers of persuasion will not allow the victim in question to lie. Thus, whatever Jack Jeffers told me was what he actually believed to be true. Whether it actually was true remained to be seen.
Of course, I was relieved to know he did not force himself on the Lady Bryn. But I would have been foolish to believe that nothing of a physical nature ever arose between the two of them. I knew what sort of a man Jeffers was. The self-impressed and arrogant type. The kind of man who could not tolerate the Lady Bryn’s independence, much less her barbed tongue. Despite the knowledge that he had not forced himself on her, he still intended to commit that act, which meant he was guilty in my eyes.
You said you did not have intercourse with the Lady Bryn. Did you hurt her in any other way? I demanded, keen to hear the extent of his crimes.
“Yes,” he answered with a brief nod. My insides churned and the blood inside my veins suddenly burned like fire.
Explain, I commanded between my clenched teeth, my fangs fully emerged.
He continued to stare forward, unblinkingly. “I punched her in the stomach and when she doubled over in pain, I squeezed my hand around her throat so she couldn’t breathe.”
As I pictured the grim details, a newfound anger seized me from deep inside. It was all I could do to stop myself from destroying Jeffers right then and there. But ending his life prematurely would not avail me, and I still needed him. I had to glean all the information he could provide regarding Bryn’s unusual … gift. Once aroused, my anger does not recede so readily. I had to calm myself by shaking my arms out violently as I counted to ten in my head, and more than once. This was a tedious task as I was not accustomed to losing my temper, thus I had forgotten how to regain it. I extended each one of my fingers out and mentally commanded myself to remain unruffled.
You hit her, I accused him, and a shudder raced down my back, which I deftly shook away. I would get my revenge soon enough.
Jeffers nodded, but his expression failed to reveal any remorse or regret. Not that I believed he possessed any. If anything, he would only regret the fact that he had not embedded himself inside her. “That was right before she caught fire and burned me.”
Were the flames real? I inquired as I studied him pointedly, growing ever more eager to learn all the information he could tell me. It did not surprise me that the Lady Bryn had not entrusted me with this information. Being a private and suspicious person, I suppose it was wise that she dare not safeguard such personal information to anyone. I now wondered if Betta had any inkling about it. My initial guess was she did not.
“Of course
Explain, I demanded.
“I was ordered to go to her,” he started as he began rubbing his throat. “And I did go to her, but when I tried to take her, she burned me!”
Burned you? I repeated, my unbridled anger slowly turning to surprise before developing into outright curiosity.
“Yeah,” he nodded. He continued to rub his throat while shaking his head in a way that revealed he was just as shocked by his words as I was.
“How did she burn you?” I inquired.
“It was weird,” he started, while taking a deep breath. I fought to maintain my hold on his mind. With all the questions running through my own head, it was difficult for me to consider his.
What happened? I demanded.
“Her skin got really hot before she just erupted into flames! Right there in front of me! But it didn’t look like the fire was hurting or burning her. It was more like it was a part of her.”
I nodded, all the while wondering what the Lady Bryn could possibly be hiding from me.
SEVEN
I did not know quite what to make of Jack Jeffers’s story regarding the Lady Bryn bursting into flames in an attempt to defend herself from him. Even though I was not certain what this meant, nor even how it was possible, I did not doubt his story. A Master Vampire’s powers of persuasion will not allow the victim in question to lie. Thus, whatever Jack Jeffers told me was what he actually believed to be true. Whether it actually was true remained to be seen.
Of course, I was relieved to know he did not force himself on the Lady Bryn. But I would have been foolish to believe that nothing of a physical nature ever arose between the two of them. I knew what sort of a man Jeffers was. The self-impressed and arrogant type. The kind of man who could not tolerate the Lady Bryn’s independence, much less her barbed tongue. Despite the knowledge that he had not forced himself on her, he still intended to commit that act, which meant he was guilty in my eyes.
You said you did not have intercourse with the Lady Bryn. Did you hurt her in any other way? I demanded, keen to hear the extent of his crimes.
“Yes,” he answered with a brief nod. My insides churned and the blood inside my veins suddenly burned like fire.
Explain, I commanded between my clenched teeth, my fangs fully emerged.
He continued to stare forward, unblinkingly. “I punched her in the stomach and when she doubled over in pain, I squeezed my hand around her throat so she couldn’t breathe.”
As I pictured the grim details, a newfound anger seized me from deep inside. It was all I could do to stop myself from destroying Jeffers right then and there. But ending his life prematurely would not avail me, and I still needed him. I had to glean all the information he could provide regarding Bryn’s unusual … gift. Once aroused, my anger does not recede so readily. I had to calm myself by shaking my arms out violently as I counted to ten in my head, and more than once. This was a tedious task as I was not accustomed to losing my temper, thus I had forgotten how to regain it. I extended each one of my fingers out and mentally commanded myself to remain unruffled.
You hit her, I accused him, and a shudder raced down my back, which I deftly shook away. I would get my revenge soon enough.
Jeffers nodded, but his expression failed to reveal any remorse or regret. Not that I believed he possessed any. If anything, he would only regret the fact that he had not embedded himself inside her. “That was right before she caught fire and burned me.”
Were the flames real? I inquired as I studied him pointedly, growing ever more eager to learn all the information he could tell me. It did not surprise me that the Lady Bryn had not entrusted me with this information. Being a private and suspicious person, I suppose it was wise that she dare not safeguard such personal information to anyone. I now wondered if Betta had any inkling about it. My initial guess was she did not.
“Of course
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