that to be very curious.” He looked her up and down and she felt heat rush through her.
What right does he have to size me up? she thought. It didn’t matter about my size minutes ago when I was saving him. Arrogant bastard. “Because I don’t want you to be able to smell me, all right? That isn’t what matters. What will it take, vamp, another attempt on your life? A stab to a vital area with a bit of silver? Tell me. We had a deal, yours for mine. Lop off my head and be done with it.”
Demetrius and April chose that moment to enter the room. She felt their shock as though it were her own. Demetrius tried to reach through her shield, but she was a little busy.
“Master, she saved our lives. I beg for her life, sire. Without her, none of us, you included, would be here.”
Sara chanced a glance over at him and frowned. She wanted to say, “Stay out of this. I helped you, now leave me alone.”
“You beg for something that she is very willing, and wanting, to forfeit, Demetrius.” Aaron nodded toward her. “Little Warrior here has asked me to take her from her subsistence. I haven’t yet decided what to do about this.”
Sara jerked back toward him. “We had a deal, damn it. Are you going to back out on your word? You said you could be trusted.”
“Sara, drop your knife, I beg of you. He’s my master. I cannot allow you to harm him, nor will I stand by and watch while he cuts your throat. Please, drop the knife and let us sort this out in a friendlier manner.” She felt Demetrius move toward her after sliding April behind him as he did so.
“Demetrius,” Aaron said tightly. “I would prefer that you wouldn’t give her any more reason to cause me harm today. I’ve had a really shitty day so far. I’ve only just become master and would like very much not to be taken out by one small human. She would do it just to have you end her life, I believe. Wouldn’t you?”
“I’ll not cause Mr. Carlovetti any problems. I like him. But I tire of being a failure. There are people who would do the job you seem reluctant to do, but they wouldn’t make it quick, I think. We can stand as we are while I bleed out, or I could kill you. It matters little to nothing to me.”
She was getting weaker, and she thought he knew it too. If she passed out, she knew that he would not complete what he had promised…if his promises meant anything at all.
Sara had failed so many people. Her friend Mel had suffered the greatest loss. The queen had lost her unborn child, and it had left her magic weak, unable to protect herself from her mate, Sherman. Also, because of her failure as Mel’s guard, she was being hunted by the High Council, the governing panel of magick within the magical realm of Molavonta.
Sherman would kill her. He had told her that often enough whenever he managed to find her. But she also thought that he would enjoy it too much and it wouldn’t be quick.
“Drop the knife, and I will do as you ask. I will take away the life you live.” Sara reached out and found that while Aaron was not happy with it, he was sincere in his promise.
Immediately, she dropped the knife. Its blade quivered in the wooden floor between them. The master took the last few steps toward her, bringing his body very close to hers, and he bought his hand to the back of her neck. He tilted it at an angle, bringing the long column of her neck up for his mouth and his very sharp fangs. She did not fight him or resist in anyway. Closing her eyes, she relaxed against him.
Suddenly, she felt nothing as her world went black. Her last thought she sent to him was, “ Thank you .”
~CHAPTER TWO~
“Master?”
Aaron had forgotten the man and woman behind him. He continued to look into the face of the woman in his arms. She was a quandary, and he loved puzzles.
“She’s strong, isn’t she? And stubborn. Who is she? What do you know about her?” he asked without turning around.
He did not want them to see him just yet. His