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because of the head injury.” I turn away because the pain on his is just too blatant and brings tears to my eyes.
“ What? ”
“Retrograde amnesia and some agnosia caused by a Council drug your brother gave me. The damage was to my frontal lobe. I lost everything so far back, I can barely remember my mother’s face. No recent faces. No events since I was ten, according to my neurologist. Just body memories, sounds, smells, but I have no idea how I got them.”
He’s breathing fast. Faster.
“That bastard …” he says, his voice barely audible. “I’ll kill him. I’ll fucking kill him,” he says, and his fists are clenched, his lips pressed thin.
My emotions rise. He’s just so upset, this beautiful stranger who I don’t remember but who acts as if I’m his, and I don’t know how to take it.
“He didn't want me to try to kill Soren,” I say, unsure why I'm defending Michel.
“No,” he says. "He just wanted you all to himself." Then he glances past my shoulder and I hear someone coming up behind me. I turn as a man dressed in a black suit and white shirt, sunglasses, a wireless headset in his ear, comes along the beach towards us, struggling to run in the sand. He goes to Julien and tries to shove him away.
“Julien, leave now,” the guard says, his chest out, but Julien just takes the much larger man by the throat and lifts him up, squeezing. He's a fearsome sight, his face a mask of rage, the vampire coming out, his eyes red, his fangs extended, his wings spread out wide. The guard chokes, his limbs flailing, his face becoming purple.
“ Stop!” I cry out to Julien, but it's as if he doesn't hear me. “Don’t, Julien please! He’s only doing his job.”
He turns to me, his face changing, eyes returning to normal as if I’ve called him back from some very dark place. He drops the guard, who falls onto the sand, choking, his hands at his throat as if he can’t breathe.
“You’ve hurt him,” I say, kneeling down to the man, who still can’t breathe. I glance up at Julien. “Help him!”
Julien shakes his head. “I’m not a medic, Eve. I'm a vampire. I kill. I don’t heal.”
“But you can ,” I say, tears in my eyes. “Do something…”
Finally, Julien's wings fold up until they disappear and he kneels down beside me, taking the guard’s head in his hands. He runs his fingers over the man’s throat as if he's molding the man's windpipe, and after a moment, the guard starts to breathe again, inhaling loudly then coughing. Julien takes the man’s face in his hands once he’s breathing more normally.
“You’re going back to wherever you came from and you’re going to forget you saw me here. As far as you know, Eve’s fine. She’s safe. There’s nothing to worry about. Do you understand?”
The guard blinks. “She’s safe. There’s nothing to worry about.”
“Now go. Tell any other guards that Eve’s safe. Tell them she went with Michel and she’ll be gone for a while.”
The guard struggles but manages to stand, straightening his jacket and adjusting the headset. He turns around and goes back in the other direction towards my parent’s cottage.
“Thank you,” I say to Julien when he turns back to me.
He just stares at me, his gaze moving over my face.
“What am I going to do with you now?” he says quietly. “I’m not letting you out of my sight ever again.”
I shake my head.
“No,” I say, moving away from him. “Don’t you be like Michel. I don’t need two of you trying to treat me like I’m some kind of possession.”
“You are,” he says, his voice choked. “You were meant for me. I claimed you first.”
I frown and turn away, remembering another entry from my journal that it was Julien who bit me first.
“Do you have any idea how ridiculous that sounds? You sound like a spoiled child.”
“I was spoiled. I had you and then Michel took you away from me. Then, he led me to believe you were dead ,” and even now, his voice
“ What? ”
“Retrograde amnesia and some agnosia caused by a Council drug your brother gave me. The damage was to my frontal lobe. I lost everything so far back, I can barely remember my mother’s face. No recent faces. No events since I was ten, according to my neurologist. Just body memories, sounds, smells, but I have no idea how I got them.”
He’s breathing fast. Faster.
“That bastard …” he says, his voice barely audible. “I’ll kill him. I’ll fucking kill him,” he says, and his fists are clenched, his lips pressed thin.
My emotions rise. He’s just so upset, this beautiful stranger who I don’t remember but who acts as if I’m his, and I don’t know how to take it.
“He didn't want me to try to kill Soren,” I say, unsure why I'm defending Michel.
“No,” he says. "He just wanted you all to himself." Then he glances past my shoulder and I hear someone coming up behind me. I turn as a man dressed in a black suit and white shirt, sunglasses, a wireless headset in his ear, comes along the beach towards us, struggling to run in the sand. He goes to Julien and tries to shove him away.
“Julien, leave now,” the guard says, his chest out, but Julien just takes the much larger man by the throat and lifts him up, squeezing. He's a fearsome sight, his face a mask of rage, the vampire coming out, his eyes red, his fangs extended, his wings spread out wide. The guard chokes, his limbs flailing, his face becoming purple.
“ Stop!” I cry out to Julien, but it's as if he doesn't hear me. “Don’t, Julien please! He’s only doing his job.”
He turns to me, his face changing, eyes returning to normal as if I’ve called him back from some very dark place. He drops the guard, who falls onto the sand, choking, his hands at his throat as if he can’t breathe.
“You’ve hurt him,” I say, kneeling down to the man, who still can’t breathe. I glance up at Julien. “Help him!”
Julien shakes his head. “I’m not a medic, Eve. I'm a vampire. I kill. I don’t heal.”
“But you can ,” I say, tears in my eyes. “Do something…”
Finally, Julien's wings fold up until they disappear and he kneels down beside me, taking the guard’s head in his hands. He runs his fingers over the man’s throat as if he's molding the man's windpipe, and after a moment, the guard starts to breathe again, inhaling loudly then coughing. Julien takes the man’s face in his hands once he’s breathing more normally.
“You’re going back to wherever you came from and you’re going to forget you saw me here. As far as you know, Eve’s fine. She’s safe. There’s nothing to worry about. Do you understand?”
The guard blinks. “She’s safe. There’s nothing to worry about.”
“Now go. Tell any other guards that Eve’s safe. Tell them she went with Michel and she’ll be gone for a while.”
The guard struggles but manages to stand, straightening his jacket and adjusting the headset. He turns around and goes back in the other direction towards my parent’s cottage.
“Thank you,” I say to Julien when he turns back to me.
He just stares at me, his gaze moving over my face.
“What am I going to do with you now?” he says quietly. “I’m not letting you out of my sight ever again.”
I shake my head.
“No,” I say, moving away from him. “Don’t you be like Michel. I don’t need two of you trying to treat me like I’m some kind of possession.”
“You are,” he says, his voice choked. “You were meant for me. I claimed you first.”
I frown and turn away, remembering another entry from my journal that it was Julien who bit me first.
“Do you have any idea how ridiculous that sounds? You sound like a spoiled child.”
“I was spoiled. I had you and then Michel took you away from me. Then, he led me to believe you were dead ,” and even now, his voice
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