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pardon?”
    Sebastian was intelligent, even for a vampire. His mind was well honed and trained to seek the truth. He had even studied the philosophies of mortals so he could possess a greater understanding of their tumultuous existence.
    The moment called for subtle manipulation, whispered the voice of reason in the back of his mind. A gentle hand upon her reins. To challenge her pride blatantly would make her more determined than ever to behave the fool.
    His intelligence at the moment, however, was astonishingly absent as he regarded the stubborn female with rising annoyance. She would not be allowed to put herself, nor the Medallion, in peril. Not for any reason.
    â€œI have warned you of the danger,” he retorted in clipped tones. “The creature that attacked that woman would kill you without mercy.”
    The dark eyes narrowed abruptly. “How do you know? What do you hide from me?”
    â€œThis is no harmless diversion, Amelia. Thus far it has been sheer luck that your reckless nature has not brought you sorrow. Such luck will not remain forever.”
    Her hands landed upon her hips in open defiance. “If you will not tell me the truth, then I must discover it for myself. I will not allow anyone to harm William.”
    Sebastian battled the urge to reach out and shake some sense into her. “You will risk death?”
    The color drained from her at his stark question but she never faltered. “If I must.”
    â€œThis is foolishness,” he growled. “I forbid you even to consider such an absurd scheme.”
    â€œForbid me?” The features hardened with a dangerous determination. “By what right?”
    â€œThe right of common sense,” he retorted in exasperation. “If you wish to protect your brother, then return home and make sure he is not allowed to roam the streets.”
    â€œI do not need your consent, Mr. St. Ives. I am in command of my life and make my own decisions.”
    â€œDecisions fit only for a wayward child.”
    Even as the angry words flew from his lips, Sebastian realized his error. Nothing, nothing could have been more perfectly calculated to make her dig in her heels.
    Visibly bristling in anger, Amelia drew in a shaky breath. “I believe you have said quite enough, sir. I will wish you a good day and assure you that I shall not trouble you further.”
    â€œAmelia . . .” He stepped forward, intending to make amends for his hasty words, but even as he held out a hand she was whirling on her heel and storming toward the door. He could follow, of course. She could not outrun him. She could not hide. But for the moment, he realized it would be futile. There was no doubt that she was being devilishly stubborn. And more than reckless. Still, he could not lay the entire blame upon her shoulders. She did not truly understand the danger. She could not possibly realize that the shadow she sought was a legendary vampire that could brutally kill her before she could blink. Until she knew the truth, she would rush blindly into danger and risk everything for her blasted brother. “Bloody hell.”
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    Not surprisingly, Amelia returned home in a foul mood.
    The man was an impossible, arrogant, overbearing beast, she told herself as she stormed to her home and slammed the door with a force that made her teeth rattle.
    He had no right to order her about as if she were a child. For heaven’s sake, she had boldly established her own life, her own household, and taken on the care of her brother. She had far more responsibilities than most females twice her age.
    And she had been plodding along quite well without the interference of Mr. Sebastian St. Ives, she reassured herself grumpily.
    Quite, quite well.
    But as the day passed, her wounded pride had slowly given way to common sense.
    Sebastian St. Ives had no right to give her orders, or even to question her decisions. He had been highhanded and utterly out of line.