ruefully.
“You idiot, now she’s going to be more unstable than ever!”
Aira let out an indignant scream and slammed one of the cabinets shut.
“Neither of you is permitted to talk about me as if I’m not here while I’m standing right in front of you!” she said, pushing out with the force of her mind and holding both of them in her gaze. “Neither of you is to touch me without my permission. In fact, neither of you is to talk to me or about me, without my permission.” Her mind lashed out savagely, anger fueling her ability to compel, and she saw the persuasion rock both men. They both stood there mute for a long moment and Aira, not quite satisfied but somewhat mollified, grabbed an already-opened bottle of wine out of the fridge and walked quickly past both of them, pushing Aiden out of her way and climbing the stairs to her room.
C HAPTER 6
AIDEN WOKE UP WITH HIS head throbbing in pain, his eyes dry and aching; he hadn’t had a hangover in years, ever since he learned how to hold back on drinking, but this feeling was reminiscent of that feeling. After Aira had stormed back into her room, it had occurred to Aiden that he and Dylan had gone about their strategy entirely the wrong way; Aira’s interaction with Alex had wounded her—and he had taken advantage of the easy sensuality that was part of her nature. Admittedly, his move had been to help her rather than to harm her, but in retrospect he could understand why it had made her so angry.
The compulsion she had placed on him and his brother had made it impossible for them to discuss the issue—or even what the next steps should be. It had only lasted the night, as far as Aiden could tell; he would have to test it once he felt up to getting out of bed. He chewed on his bottom lip and looked up at the ceiling, feeling a sense of guilt and shame for what he had done. There was still work to be done, he reminded himself. Aira’s strength had to be brought up to its normal level—even with the poison out of her system mostly she was going to find control difficult until she established some balance. He heard the wind blowing outside—it wasn’t howling, but it was clearly under Aira’s influence. Aiden thought of the compulsion she had hurled at both he and Dylan at the same time and how potent it had been. It was beyond his ability to resist, and he had built up a tolerable level of self-control when it came to her ability.
Aiden sat up, rubbing at his face. He would have to talk to Aira. About everything—their previous sexual relationship, what had happened the night before. He felt the connection with her tugging at his mind—his bedroom shared a wall with Aira’s, and he was aware of her presence so close, and yet so far away from him. As he’d poured his energy into her, pushing out all of the earth-bound influence, he had pulled hers into him as well—he couldn’t have done it otherwise. It had reinforced the bond that had formed between them when he had first slept with her, making it stronger. Aiden shook his head, opening his door and staring at Aira’s, closed firmly against both him and his brother. He sighed. Something would have to happen between him and Aira. Aiden realized with a shock how easy it would be to lose his mind over her; the thought chilled him. He had never been so intensely attracted to another woman in his entire life, and yet, Aiden thought, they fought bitterly. He knew there was very little hope of anything more between them, especially after what he had done to heal her.
Aiden pulled himself back into reality and made his way down the stairs, craving coffee. He didn’t even want breakfast—he needed caffeine after the restless night he had spent, waking up every few hours intensely aware of Aira in the next room, wanting to go to her and pull her into his arms once more. He remembered the heat of her body pressing against him, the taste of her lips, and the feel of her silken skin. He
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