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save you or something? How is it that he never told me he was a general in the organization? That’s huge. Oh my God, I can’t believe he never told me.”
Something in her voice had him turning back to her. His hand rose as if to
touch her but dropped back in place.
    “What would it have changed if he
had told you? Perhaps he did not want you to know about something so ugly. You
are his daughter, after all. And The Great War is not something one tells a
delicate daughter. Everyone has a dark side.”
    Shock and dismay were quickly
replaced by anger. Delicate? She was too delicate to be told bad news? It
wasn’t even that bad really, just shocking. She stalked to him, bumping
into his chest, which pushed her back rather than him.
    “Listen here, Commander. I am not
some delicate thing that has to be coddled. I don’t whimper, and I don’t whine.
No, I’m not some tough as nails warrior vampire like you, but that doesn’t make
me some simpering female who needs a man to protect her—”
    “Obviously your father felt
differently seeing as you are here under my protection now.”
    Her mouth fell open. A second
later, her palm shot out toward his face. He moved so fast she didn’t see it.
His hand caught hers easily. She was breathing fast, each gasp brushing her
sensitive breasts against his hard chest. Anger diffused quickly into something
darker, wetter. She licked her dry lips and his eyes fell to the movement.
Something dark and toe curling unraveled in his dark eyes.
    She had no idea how many moments
passed, maybe even minutes, which they just stared at each other with her wrist
held in his hand up in the air. She knew her breaths had deepened to languid
pulls that slowly, achingly grazed her hard nipples up and down across his
chest. A blooming, wet heat pooled between her legs. Never had she wanted a man
to kiss her so badly in her life.
    Suddenly he let go of her wrist
and stepped away from her. His steps were just as sure and slow as before. He
wasn’t even breathing hard. Now she wished she’d gotten in that slap.
    Chloe followed him. He showed her
clearly, even making her repeat after him, the areas of the castle she was not
to wander into, and which ones she could. When it was done, she saw that he had
her marked off into the living area, the tiny kitchen, her bedroom, and a
couple of hallways. Considering how big this place was, he was being stingy.
She kept her mouth shut, though, and nodded at him as he looked expectantly at
her.
    One thing Tyrian didn’t know
about her was that she’d always been a poor listener, and even worse at obeying
the rules. Obviously her Papa had left out that little bit of info.
    She had only a vague idea of
where he slept, so as he went into elaborate detail over how she couldn’t leave
the castle, she debated over searching and exploring his bedroom first or the
entire wing he’d said was off limits. Office first, then the bedroom, she thought and gave him a big smile.
    He faltered for the barest of
seconds in his speech then continued. The fact that he wasn’t immune to her didn’t
go unnoticed. Perhaps this vampire commander was not so cold. Maybe he just
needed to be warmed up and she had just the heat to do it.
     

Chapter Eight
     
     
    Henry paused. Dammit, there was
that sound again. Closing the door to the training room harder than necessary,
he stalked down the hall to find out what it was. Quieting his steps as he
neared the door to the study, he leaned close to the door and sniffed. As he
swung the door open, an easy smile broke out over his lips.
    The succubus spun around with a
gasp, a quick blush creeping over her cheeks. Her eyes were big and round. She peeked
behind him as if searching for someone else.
    “Don’t worry, the Commander isn’t
here. You’re lucky I caught you and not him. He doesn’t allow anyone in his
study unless he’s in here and usually then it’s under orders.”
    “Yes, well, I was just bored and
wanted to take a look