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Scarcely half an hour’s drive away; he could traverse the distance in a matter of minutes with his preternatural speed. However, it would be inadvisable for him to visit her now. The Sanctuary was located on the outer fringes of Matthew’s territory. The pack’s aggressive natures would be peaking soon with the full moon, and all indications pointed to the Weres being quite protective of her.
Yet, he didn’t want to wait. Normally a man with infinite patience, it now seemed he had none whatsoever.
If only she would come to him...
“Ana,” he whispered into the breeze, closing his eyes again. “Why do you play this game with me?”
* * *
A na’s eyes popped open. She had been dreaming of the vampire again, but something had woken her. She sat up and looked around her room. Moonlight poured in through the windows where a soft breeze carried cool air and the scent of wild honeysuckle.
Satisfied she was alone, Ana fell back to her pillow with a moan. Like every other time she had dreamed of him, her body was uncomfortably hot and achy. Of course, what had happened earlier with Matt hadn’t helped. She might not be ready to be his mate, but the man did have some serious sexual mojo going on.
“ You are cruel to torment me like this. ”
Ana gasped. She heard a man’s voice. Vlane Masterson’s voice! In her head! She stilled immediately, listening in the silence to hear it again.
“You cannot hide among the wolves forever, little Ana. I know you are the one I seek...”
For the second time that night, Ana found herself trembling. Her heart pounded against her chest so forcefully, she was sure he must hear it. Had Vlane finally remembered he had marked her? Was he truly talking to her, or was he just broadcasting his thoughts without realizing she could hear him?
He didn’t seem to expect her to answer, and there was no indication he had heard her thoughts or sensed her panic. Perhaps the communication only traveled one way. Matt hadn’t been very specific about how that marking connection thing worked. He just said if Vlane knew he had created a bond between them, he would be able to summon her at will...
The thought sent a shiver down her spine. Vlane hadn’t summoned her, even though he clearly wanted to, based on those last few statements. So maybe he really didn’t remember...
The phone beside her bed rang, startling her. Ana debated whether she should answer it. What if it was Vlane?
Then again, it might be a true emergency. This was an animal hospital, and one of the reasons she lived here was so that she could provide twenty-four hour care if necessary. It wouldn’t be the first time someone had gotten themselves hurt in the middle of the night.
The answering machine was located at the front desk. She could just let that pick up and then check it. Feeling somewhat ashamed for allowing her fear to influence her, Ana got out of bed and padded toward the office area. The machine kicked on after the fourth ring, but when it came time to leave a message, there were only a few seconds of silence and then the snick of an ended connection.
Even as she stood there, leaning uncertainly against the wall, the phone rang again. And again, the unknown caller left no message.
Who was calling at such an odd hour and hanging up? If there really was an emergency, wouldn’t someone leave a frantic message or something?
As she pondered that, a heavy knock pounded at the door. Ana cowered in the shadows of a large, decorative palm, out of sight of whoever it might be.
“Ana! It’s Derrick! Open the door!”
Ana breathed a sigh a relief. Derrick was one of the teen brutes who belonged to Matt’s pack.
“Derrick?” she said, opening the door. “What are you doing here? Is someone hurt?” She quickly looked him up and down, searching for injury, but he seemed just as solid and healthy as ever.
The teen, who towered over her and outweighed her by a good eighty or ninety pounds, stepped into the waiting
Yet, he didn’t want to wait. Normally a man with infinite patience, it now seemed he had none whatsoever.
If only she would come to him...
“Ana,” he whispered into the breeze, closing his eyes again. “Why do you play this game with me?”
* * *
A na’s eyes popped open. She had been dreaming of the vampire again, but something had woken her. She sat up and looked around her room. Moonlight poured in through the windows where a soft breeze carried cool air and the scent of wild honeysuckle.
Satisfied she was alone, Ana fell back to her pillow with a moan. Like every other time she had dreamed of him, her body was uncomfortably hot and achy. Of course, what had happened earlier with Matt hadn’t helped. She might not be ready to be his mate, but the man did have some serious sexual mojo going on.
“ You are cruel to torment me like this. ”
Ana gasped. She heard a man’s voice. Vlane Masterson’s voice! In her head! She stilled immediately, listening in the silence to hear it again.
“You cannot hide among the wolves forever, little Ana. I know you are the one I seek...”
For the second time that night, Ana found herself trembling. Her heart pounded against her chest so forcefully, she was sure he must hear it. Had Vlane finally remembered he had marked her? Was he truly talking to her, or was he just broadcasting his thoughts without realizing she could hear him?
He didn’t seem to expect her to answer, and there was no indication he had heard her thoughts or sensed her panic. Perhaps the communication only traveled one way. Matt hadn’t been very specific about how that marking connection thing worked. He just said if Vlane knew he had created a bond between them, he would be able to summon her at will...
The thought sent a shiver down her spine. Vlane hadn’t summoned her, even though he clearly wanted to, based on those last few statements. So maybe he really didn’t remember...
The phone beside her bed rang, startling her. Ana debated whether she should answer it. What if it was Vlane?
Then again, it might be a true emergency. This was an animal hospital, and one of the reasons she lived here was so that she could provide twenty-four hour care if necessary. It wouldn’t be the first time someone had gotten themselves hurt in the middle of the night.
The answering machine was located at the front desk. She could just let that pick up and then check it. Feeling somewhat ashamed for allowing her fear to influence her, Ana got out of bed and padded toward the office area. The machine kicked on after the fourth ring, but when it came time to leave a message, there were only a few seconds of silence and then the snick of an ended connection.
Even as she stood there, leaning uncertainly against the wall, the phone rang again. And again, the unknown caller left no message.
Who was calling at such an odd hour and hanging up? If there really was an emergency, wouldn’t someone leave a frantic message or something?
As she pondered that, a heavy knock pounded at the door. Ana cowered in the shadows of a large, decorative palm, out of sight of whoever it might be.
“Ana! It’s Derrick! Open the door!”
Ana breathed a sigh a relief. Derrick was one of the teen brutes who belonged to Matt’s pack.
“Derrick?” she said, opening the door. “What are you doing here? Is someone hurt?” She quickly looked him up and down, searching for injury, but he seemed just as solid and healthy as ever.
The teen, who towered over her and outweighed her by a good eighty or ninety pounds, stepped into the waiting
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