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clutching their heads.
    Tyroz felt his ability wash over his skin like tiny pinpricks of needles, and felt the others behind him shiver. Saugner’s unique ability was strong. It was why he kept him near him wherever he went.
    While the assassin’s dealt with whatever nightmare Saugner had put them in, they all passed them and headed through the old, run-down and destroyed building.
    “Saugner, find Nikalye and Doxiak once you’ve taken the others to safety and then find me. I know I can’t do this alone.” Tyroz had hoped he could take out all the assassin’s that had a hand in torturing Alara, but her safety came above all others. He needed to find her fast before he was too late.
    Saugner nodded and he and the vampires broke away from Tyroz as he walked opposite them down the hall.
    He stopped in his tracks and his heart slammed in his chest when he heard her screams of pain. “Alara!” He ran down the corridor, following the sounds of her screams and hoping to hell he wasn’t too late to save her.
    He burst through a room that was so dark, his eyes couldn’t adjust to it. “Alara! Can you hear me?”
    Laughter sounded behind him. “Alara isn’t here.”
    Pain pounded through his head and bright lights flashed in his eyes before he felt nothing.
     

Chapter Nine
     
     
    “Rise and shine beautiful!”
    Pain tore through Alara’s stomach and she screamed, jumping out of unconsciousness in seconds. Her eyes flew open but everything was blurred as tears filled her eyes. Instantly she knew she had been moved from the arena, and she’d been changed from her bloodied clothes. The breeze around her bare legs told her she’d been dressed in a small dress.
    Siantis came into view, smiling. “I have a surprise for you, my sweet.” He moved to the side and yanked the chain binding her wrists together in the air, turning her around. He smiled again and pointed across the room.
    Chained against the wall was a man with wild, blood matted hair and ripped clothes.
    “I’ve been working on him for the last.” He checked his watch. “Oh, three hours or so. I thought I’d let you sleep in.”
    Her heart pounded in her chest, spreading pain through her body that was both hot and cold. “Tyroz?”
    Siantis laughed and clapped his hand like a child. “Isn’t this just fun?”
    She struggled against the chains. “What the hell have you done to him! Tyroz!”
    “I wouldn’t waste your breath, darlin’. He’s not quite…himself.”
    “What have you done?”
    Siantis giggled and pouted. “I was only playing with my toy.” He walked over to Tyroz, pulling a dagger from the back of his trousers.
    “Siantis! Don’t!” Alara screamed.
    Siantis just smiled, slit his own wrist and put the bleeding mess close to Tyroz.
    He stirred, growling low and then snapped, pulling against his chains and baring his fangs.
    “There he is—my good little pet.”
    “Tyroz?”
    At her whisper, he turned his eyes on her and growled again, pulling on the chains, trying to get to her. She was covered in blood, and to a vampire, dhampir blood was sweet smelling. Added with a bond, if Tyroz escaped, he’d kill her.
    Siantis clapped and pointed the dagger at her. “I see it in your eyes—you’ve caught onto my brilliant plan!” He turned to Tyroz, waving his arm around. “At first, my plan had been to beat you and drain you of blood until you became animalistic and then set you on your loved ones. The thought of you killing everyone you loved with your own fangs.” He closed his eyes and shook his shoulders. “Gave me the chills. But! But then when Tyroz stepped onto this territory, triggering an alarm no one but us assassins could hear, that gave me a brilliant idea. Master Tyroz, the all powerful vampire who makes no mistakes.” He smiled. “I beat him unconscious and I drained him of blood and tempted him with none other than your blood. It’s quite fascinating what the blood of one bonded can do to a starving