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you expect any help from us?”
It’s the harsh truth whether she wants to hear it or not.
“First of all, I didn’t ask for your help, I asked for his. Second, she’s a child. And last, no matter how much the doctor wants to forget, he has ties to the Fae court as does every vampire in existence.”
I’m sorry, repeat that last part again?
Keller gets up, just a breath separate them. “Do you even know what you are talking about? I pray you don’t, because if you do your life is forfeited. Neither monarch will let you live with such knowledge.”
Her chin raises a fraction. “I can take care of myself.”
Keller scoffs at her and I laugh.
Defiant beauty, I like her.
She narrows her eyes at both us. “You are okay with a child dying when you might be able to help her?”
“You must be a very young Fae. When you have lived as long as I, one more death won’t bother you,” Keller dismisses.
I have to disagree. Kids aren’t the same as ancient old farts like Keller.
Angrily, she asks, “So you don’t care who dies around you?”
She’s not talking to me, but I answer the questions anyway. “I don’t really care if I die. At least I would be doing something different.”
Keller gathers an armful of books and papers. “If you two shut up I’m ready to go. Take me to the girl.”
She smiles and does an honest-to-god happy dance. This Fae is delightful. I’m glad I didn’t eat her.
I grab my coat. No way am I missing this. “I haven’t been near any Lycans in ages. This is going to be a blast.”
“Oh no, you are not coming.” She stops dead in her tracks to tell me.
I laugh harder than I have all year. I want her to stick around. Firefly amuses the hell outta me. “You couldn’t stop me if you had an army.”
She cocks her head to the side and looks at me thoughtfully. “You’re Varian, aren’t you? I don’t get it. Why is everyone afraid of you? I agree you’re odd and quite possibly off your meds, but you don’t seem dangerous.”
I smile innocently. “I’m harmless as a church mouse. Don’t know where they got the idea I am the boogeyman,” Keller scoffs. I ignore him like always and say to Winter, “Now move that cute little ass before I decide to keep you.”
CHAPTER 11
Bastien
Rachel is sleeping on the bed beside me. My mate. How did I get a mate? I’m not the commitment type. What possessed me to claim this human woman for the rest of our lives? Now that we’re mated, her life is bound to mine. Her life span just jumped into the triple digits.
There is no denying Rachel is beautiful. I noticed her when she walked into Lune Rouge. Scent plays a significant part in Lycan mating. Probably in all Therian mating, but I couldn’t swear to it. Rachel smells like shelter. I noticed it down in the cells when I first spoke to her. She’s intoxicating. This leads me to believe she was already destined to be mine. Fate. My mate and my lost brother’s child somehow walk into my world together. Twenty four hours later I am joined with her and seriously considering adopting my niece. It appears Rachel has bonded to Livia. Perhaps she won’t mind being a wife and mother overnight?
The bedding has fallen below her navel. Blonde hair drifts across the pillows. A lock of hair lay over her left breast, winding around the gentle slope. I pursue the swirl of spun gold around to her nipple before palming the whole breast. She stirs in her sleep. My hand travels between her breasts. Gradually I skim my palm down stomach. Rachel is slim, but not gaunt. Her abdomen has a slight roundness, her hips and breasts are full. Generous proportions instead of the skeletal frame that’s popular today.
My hand slips below the sheet, carrying it with me. Short, blonde curls conceal her pussy. I spread my fingers through the hairs until I find her slit. Dipping my fingers into her wet warmth and then slowly rolling the sensitive bud hiding at the top.
It’s the harsh truth whether she wants to hear it or not.
“First of all, I didn’t ask for your help, I asked for his. Second, she’s a child. And last, no matter how much the doctor wants to forget, he has ties to the Fae court as does every vampire in existence.”
I’m sorry, repeat that last part again?
Keller gets up, just a breath separate them. “Do you even know what you are talking about? I pray you don’t, because if you do your life is forfeited. Neither monarch will let you live with such knowledge.”
Her chin raises a fraction. “I can take care of myself.”
Keller scoffs at her and I laugh.
Defiant beauty, I like her.
She narrows her eyes at both us. “You are okay with a child dying when you might be able to help her?”
“You must be a very young Fae. When you have lived as long as I, one more death won’t bother you,” Keller dismisses.
I have to disagree. Kids aren’t the same as ancient old farts like Keller.
Angrily, she asks, “So you don’t care who dies around you?”
She’s not talking to me, but I answer the questions anyway. “I don’t really care if I die. At least I would be doing something different.”
Keller gathers an armful of books and papers. “If you two shut up I’m ready to go. Take me to the girl.”
She smiles and does an honest-to-god happy dance. This Fae is delightful. I’m glad I didn’t eat her.
I grab my coat. No way am I missing this. “I haven’t been near any Lycans in ages. This is going to be a blast.”
“Oh no, you are not coming.” She stops dead in her tracks to tell me.
I laugh harder than I have all year. I want her to stick around. Firefly amuses the hell outta me. “You couldn’t stop me if you had an army.”
She cocks her head to the side and looks at me thoughtfully. “You’re Varian, aren’t you? I don’t get it. Why is everyone afraid of you? I agree you’re odd and quite possibly off your meds, but you don’t seem dangerous.”
I smile innocently. “I’m harmless as a church mouse. Don’t know where they got the idea I am the boogeyman,” Keller scoffs. I ignore him like always and say to Winter, “Now move that cute little ass before I decide to keep you.”
CHAPTER 11
Bastien
Rachel is sleeping on the bed beside me. My mate. How did I get a mate? I’m not the commitment type. What possessed me to claim this human woman for the rest of our lives? Now that we’re mated, her life is bound to mine. Her life span just jumped into the triple digits.
There is no denying Rachel is beautiful. I noticed her when she walked into Lune Rouge. Scent plays a significant part in Lycan mating. Probably in all Therian mating, but I couldn’t swear to it. Rachel smells like shelter. I noticed it down in the cells when I first spoke to her. She’s intoxicating. This leads me to believe she was already destined to be mine. Fate. My mate and my lost brother’s child somehow walk into my world together. Twenty four hours later I am joined with her and seriously considering adopting my niece. It appears Rachel has bonded to Livia. Perhaps she won’t mind being a wife and mother overnight?
The bedding has fallen below her navel. Blonde hair drifts across the pillows. A lock of hair lay over her left breast, winding around the gentle slope. I pursue the swirl of spun gold around to her nipple before palming the whole breast. She stirs in her sleep. My hand travels between her breasts. Gradually I skim my palm down stomach. Rachel is slim, but not gaunt. Her abdomen has a slight roundness, her hips and breasts are full. Generous proportions instead of the skeletal frame that’s popular today.
My hand slips below the sheet, carrying it with me. Short, blonde curls conceal her pussy. I spread my fingers through the hairs until I find her slit. Dipping my fingers into her wet warmth and then slowly rolling the sensitive bud hiding at the top.
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