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aware of it
or not you broke a rule and it can't go unpunished. It's not my fault, and
frankly it's not my problem. I tried to save your miserable existence for
Diandra and RaeLynn. End of story."
    "Wait," Diandra cut in. "Maybe I can do
something. How do I call this Council? Perhaps if I talk to them they will
change their minds." She tried not to get her hopes up but realized she
liked the idea of being the knight on the white horse who rode in and saved the
day. At Eamon's choked laughter she realized he'd been in her mind again and
had caught that image. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she gave him a
mental "slap" like she'd done last month when she caught him poking
around. He winced and she grinned with satisfaction. One of these days he'd
learn not to poke around uninvited.
    Eamon frowned at her but the look quickly changed to one of
consideration. "It's not a bad idea, and you obviously have the mental
strength to do it. Maybe hearing from you will make them change their minds.
One warning- do not even dare lie to them. They will
be able to tell it's a lie because they have to link to your mind first before
you can converse with them and the lie will be in the forefront of your brain
during the contact. You must tell them the entire truth or they may hunt you as
well."
    Diandra paled a little but nodded. "I understand. I
won't lie. I just want them to hear me out. Maybe once they understand the
reasoning and that he didn't know the rules they may change their minds. I can
try at the very least."
    "All right. Then have a seat
and link up to me. I can 'take' you to them but from there it's up to you to
convince them to call off the hunt." Eamon and Diandra perched on the
fallen tree and closed their eyes. She felt a mental tug and turned her
thoughts to follow his.
    Chapter
Seven
    Diandra found herself disoriented from the tugging at her
psyche. She found herself in a consciousness she didn't recognize and instantly
disliked this… creature. It felt slimy, black, dark… a hundred other nasty
words tumbled through her mind and she attempted to shield her thoughts. Too
late, she realized as she heard a mental laugh echo through her inner ear. The
laugh was deep and dark, bringing to mind the thought of primordial creatures
sliding through the ooze that existed before the dawn of time.
    To what do I owe the
pleasure of this intrusion ? the mental voice
queried. Diandra took in a deep breath before replying with a grudging
deference.
    I am Diandra Malone,
the recently turned. You hunt my former spouse, Jonah Malone. I wish to talk to
you about calling off your mist . Diandra cringed as she felt the mental
"hands" searching through her brain for the story. She relived each
moment of her life from the moment she answered the knock at the door that
heralded her new life. Opportunity knocks, she thought sarcastically.
    She saw herself as Jonah threw her around her home, she felt
his fist in her hair again as he dragged her into the same parlor where they
sat so cordially at the start of this night. She felt the low thrum of terror
as he tore at her throat like a crazed animal. She watched dispassionately as
her heart quit beating and Lizbeth sobbed over her broken body, and with a bit
more interest as she watched her wounds heal like someone had hit the fast
forward button on the movie of her life. Interesting how quickly we can heal,
she thought to herself as she worried her bottom lip with the tip of one fang.
    Her lips curled up in a smile as she watched every scene of
their life since RaeLynn entered it, and she took a deep breath as they seemed
to pause and make mental notes on her baby's development. She wished she could
have kept that out of it but knew it was relevant to their current situation.
The hands sped up again, quickly bringing themselves up to speed on the present
day. She waited impatiently for some sort of decision to be made.
    Well , the voice
hissed with slow consideration , this
certainly gives