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Authors: Lacy Danes
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Please do so as well.”
“Is Jonathan here?”
“I am uncertain. Why don’t you change into that pretty dress on the floor and join us in the parlor? I will let Madoc know of your arrival.”
She didn’t want Madoc to know of her arrival, but what choice did she have? She had no control of anything.
Chapter Five
Hudson appeared from the doorway to Madoc’s bedchamber. “Your pretty thing has arrived.”
Madoc surged to his feet. “Where is she?”
“Changing in the bedchamber.” Hudson walked to the side table and poured brandy into a glass. The caramel-colored liquor splashed up the sides, and a few drops hit the table. He must need to feed. His hands shook terribly.
“How did she manage that?” He walked to Hudson’s side and placed his hand on his shoulder to steady him.
She would not be leaving this time.
Hudson stared at him and his eyebrows rose. “It seems she has the ability to jump distance. I saw her create a window in space out on the street. She went home.”
“To England?”
“I believe so. She impressed me.”
Madoc knitted his brow. Why had Hudson not told him when he arrived back to his room? It did not truly matter. “Why did she come back, then?”
“That I will leave for you to find out. Have you finished the drawing?”
“No. I have been too distracted with her about.” The image of her eyes staring at him as he wheeled from the window and found her alive flooded his mind. He’d found her. That image burned his soul.
He closed his eyes and sighed. It took everything in him not to go and take her.
She needed to come to him.
Her desire to know about her new self would make her understand what she possessed in this life. What they promised to each other.
The image in his mind shifted from her warm face and flaming eyes to the image fire foretold—his fangs extended as he lay naked behind her; their bodies joined in mind and soul. Magic. Power. Love.
He closed his eyes and pulled that image deep into his gut. She filled him. Yet the image the fire foretold had not come to pass. He opened his eyes.
Hudson stared at him.
“I sent a letter to Ferrous to inform him of her.” As the family leader, Ferrous needed to know when issues arose.
“I am certain he will be thrilled.” Hudson stepped away from him with glass in hand. “Please concentrate, Madoc.” He pivoted away so his back showed. “We are here to make our theories come true.” He circled back to face him. “I have worked with Franco, and he thinks he can use his jeweler to make the part. I need the drawing.”
Madoc nodded. Creating this watch would be essential for the brothers and Hudson. If everything worked, they could rewind time and make changes. Hudson never wanted to lose someone again. The Zir wanted a way to find their mates without killing. There would be other consequences, they knew that, but killing more women was unthinkable. “You are coming to dinner tonight.”
“I wouldn’t miss the celebration.”
“See you at eight for claret before dining.”
“I think the spirit will be something more potent than claret.” Hudson raised the glass to his lips and downed the liquid in a single swallow. He set the glass back on the table. “Until then.” He inclined his head and crossed to the door that separated Madoc’s rooms from Hudson’s.
Hudson closed the door to his room. Madoc turned to the other side of the parlor. The door to his bedchamber stood open. Should he go in? No. He should give her time before intruding. Indeed.
He inhaled deeply, and the scent of vanilla and nutmeg filled his nostrils. Tension rippled through his stomach. Fina. He hoped she remembered what her arrival meant. She would not be leaving his sight again. “Fina.” He walked to the door and rotated so his back was to the opening. “The dress will fit. Do you need anything else?” The sound of the clock ticked like a gong in his ears. His vision rippled like a rainbow moon.
She said
“Is Jonathan here?”
“I am uncertain. Why don’t you change into that pretty dress on the floor and join us in the parlor? I will let Madoc know of your arrival.”
She didn’t want Madoc to know of her arrival, but what choice did she have? She had no control of anything.
Chapter Five
Hudson appeared from the doorway to Madoc’s bedchamber. “Your pretty thing has arrived.”
Madoc surged to his feet. “Where is she?”
“Changing in the bedchamber.” Hudson walked to the side table and poured brandy into a glass. The caramel-colored liquor splashed up the sides, and a few drops hit the table. He must need to feed. His hands shook terribly.
“How did she manage that?” He walked to Hudson’s side and placed his hand on his shoulder to steady him.
She would not be leaving this time.
Hudson stared at him and his eyebrows rose. “It seems she has the ability to jump distance. I saw her create a window in space out on the street. She went home.”
“To England?”
“I believe so. She impressed me.”
Madoc knitted his brow. Why had Hudson not told him when he arrived back to his room? It did not truly matter. “Why did she come back, then?”
“That I will leave for you to find out. Have you finished the drawing?”
“No. I have been too distracted with her about.” The image of her eyes staring at him as he wheeled from the window and found her alive flooded his mind. He’d found her. That image burned his soul.
He closed his eyes and sighed. It took everything in him not to go and take her.
She needed to come to him.
Her desire to know about her new self would make her understand what she possessed in this life. What they promised to each other.
The image in his mind shifted from her warm face and flaming eyes to the image fire foretold—his fangs extended as he lay naked behind her; their bodies joined in mind and soul. Magic. Power. Love.
He closed his eyes and pulled that image deep into his gut. She filled him. Yet the image the fire foretold had not come to pass. He opened his eyes.
Hudson stared at him.
“I sent a letter to Ferrous to inform him of her.” As the family leader, Ferrous needed to know when issues arose.
“I am certain he will be thrilled.” Hudson stepped away from him with glass in hand. “Please concentrate, Madoc.” He pivoted away so his back showed. “We are here to make our theories come true.” He circled back to face him. “I have worked with Franco, and he thinks he can use his jeweler to make the part. I need the drawing.”
Madoc nodded. Creating this watch would be essential for the brothers and Hudson. If everything worked, they could rewind time and make changes. Hudson never wanted to lose someone again. The Zir wanted a way to find their mates without killing. There would be other consequences, they knew that, but killing more women was unthinkable. “You are coming to dinner tonight.”
“I wouldn’t miss the celebration.”
“See you at eight for claret before dining.”
“I think the spirit will be something more potent than claret.” Hudson raised the glass to his lips and downed the liquid in a single swallow. He set the glass back on the table. “Until then.” He inclined his head and crossed to the door that separated Madoc’s rooms from Hudson’s.
Hudson closed the door to his room. Madoc turned to the other side of the parlor. The door to his bedchamber stood open. Should he go in? No. He should give her time before intruding. Indeed.
He inhaled deeply, and the scent of vanilla and nutmeg filled his nostrils. Tension rippled through his stomach. Fina. He hoped she remembered what her arrival meant. She would not be leaving his sight again. “Fina.” He walked to the door and rotated so his back was to the opening. “The dress will fit. Do you need anything else?” The sound of the clock ticked like a gong in his ears. His vision rippled like a rainbow moon.
She said
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