forth,” Radje said, staring at Mencheres.
Refusing would make Radjedef even more intrigued about who she was. Mencheres assumed a bored expression as he called out, “Kira! Come.”
She slowly made her way through the garden toward them, glancing around as if seeking out possible exits. Mencheres showed no reaction as Radjedef slid his eyes over Kira in a way that left no curve of her body missed.
“Pretty,” Radje said, drawing the word out. Then he smiled. “Not as pretty as your dead wife, though, is she?”
Mencheres kept his face blank and his limbs loose, appearing as relaxed as he was when he rested on the bottom of the pool. Thankfully, Kira didn’t rise to Radjedef’s bait. She looked at the other vampire for a long moment but didn’t say anything.
“Don’t you speak?” Radje asked, losing his patience.
“Sure,” Kira replied in a perfectly neutral tone. “But you weren’t talking to me before.”
Her scent betrayed her nervousness, but aside from that, Kira was the picture of assurance as she stood before the glaring gaze of the ancient Law Guardian. From the narrowing of his gaze, Radjedef didn’t like her cool composure.
“I suddenly find that I’m thirsty,” Radje said, his voice lowering to a menacing purr. “This human will do.”
Radjedef moved, his hand closing around Kira’s arm before she could even flinch… and then his whole body froze.
Mencheres slowly tightened his power around the Law Guardian until nothing twitched on his old enemy except his mouth. Kira’s eyes were wide as she stepped away from Radje, but she didn’t run. Smart.
“You dare to assault me?” Radjedef hissed.
“If I assaulted you, you’d be missing your head,” Mencheres responded coldly. “Yet I am well within my rights to stop you from putting your hands on one of my people without my permission, Guardian. ”
Radje’s gaze burned with the promise of vengeance, but both of them knew it was futile. He wasn’t strong enough to break Mencheres’s hold, and the laws were on Mencheres’s side. He allowed himself another moment to enjoy Radje’s helplessness before releasing him from the hold of his power.
As soon as he could move, Radjedef backed away from Kira as though she were a snake. Then he caught himself, glaring at both of them.
Mencheres smiled. Kira hadn’t moved since she’d detached her arm from Radje’s frozen grip, showing more poise than the ancient Law Guardian. From Radje’s furious expression before he schooled his features into blankness, he knew he’d been shown up by her.
Radjedef flicked his hand in a dismissive gesture at Kira. “I’ve seen enough of her.”
Mencheres glanced at the house, and Kira turned around without a word, leaving the garden. His respect for her grew once again. If she’d panicked before, or argued with the Law Guardian over his deliberate, baiting treatment of her now, Mencheres might have been forced to punish her—which was what Radjedef wanted. But her poise left Radjedef with nothing to do but simmer in his own impotence. The very laws he could have invoked to punish Kira kept him from being able to do anything now.
And once Kira was safely back home and Mencheres was gone, both of them would be forever past Radjedef’s bitter reach. Mencheres smiled again at his old enemy.
“You know the way out, Radje.”
Chapter 6
T wo days passed. Kira watched more TV than she’d seen in the last month, plus sunned by the pool, something she hadn’t done in, well, she couldn’t remember how long. Who would’ve thought this was how she’d spend her time as a prisoner in a house with vampires ? Still, she didn’t have much else to do. Every time she left her room, she knew she was being politely shadowed by Gorgon, which was equal parts unnerving and annoying. She hadn’t seen Selene, Kurt, or Sam since that afternoon in the kitchen. Kira hoped they
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