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Author: Tessa Dawn
over her body, clearly searching for signs of injury.
Jocelyn took a small step back.
She could have sworn she caught him sniffing the air—
using his sense of smell to scan for information. But what could he possibly hope to detect? Her sharp, detective mind began to analyze possibilities at a rapid pace, ferreting out the things one might pick up with an enhanced sense of smell.
Her blood for starters. It had to be laced with adrenaline, and that would betray a deep presence of fear, a heightened sense of survival. Her sweat glands were far too active for someone who had been sitting on the ground, so he would have to know that she had been running: obviously, running away from something.
Or someone.
And there might even be a faint odor of smoke in her hair, exposing the fact that she had recently been in the proximity of fire. Perhaps at a campfire.
But she was relatively unharmed.
Outside of a few scrapes and bruises on her knees, there were no other injuries to her body. Even as she thought it, his shrewd eyes drifted lower to her legs. He couldn't possibly smell such minor wounds, could he? There just wasn't enough—
Blood.
Jocelyn's heart skipped a beat.
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And then his piercing gaze scanned her neck as if he were searching for something specific....
Bite marks.
Jocelyn had to resist the impulse to take one hand off of her gun and place it protectively over her throat, but then his scrutinizing gaze softened; he seemed satisfied with what he saw.
"I will ask you once again," he said, entirely undaunted by her order to quit talking. "Are you okay? Why were you screaming?"
Jocelyn couldn't believe the power of his voice: She felt compelled to answer the question. In fact, she wanted to answer it. She needed to tell this man exactly what she had seen, but something inside of her struggled to resist the impulse as she continued to make the connection between the man who stood in front of her and the creature she had seen in the chamber. She couldn't help but remember the horrific fate of the woman the creature had captured.
And there could be no doubt that they were the same species.
This man's voice was just too seductive and enchanting, exactly like the creature's had been. His height and body shape were almost identical, and he carried himself with far too much confidence, wearing a silent badge of authority on his sleeve. Power practically seeped through his pores as he stood there before her like some kind of mystical black panther, crouched in waiting.
And despite the fact that she was the one holding the gun, he was the one commanding the situation.
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And then there was that hair: a perfect head of blue-black locks that fell just below his shoulders in glistening waves of perfection, accenting his chiseled features.
Everything about him gave him away.
The man wasn't just handsome: He was flawless.
No, there could be no doubt.
Jocelyn fought the overwhelming urge to answer his question. She knew precisely what he was. Not human.
Vampire. She squared her stance, tightened her grip, and tried to come up with a plan.
The vampire frowned, his forehead creased with consternation. He seemed deeply surprised—and mildly annoyed—by her resistance. This time, he locked his eyes with hers in a steadfast gaze, staring straight through her, and then he pitched his voice an octave lower.
"You will answer me now: What are you afraid of?"
Jocelyn's legs went limp as the words flowed out like water through a sieve. "I don't want you to kill me."
She answered honestly.
She had no other choice.
He had demanded nothing less.
The man recoiled. "And why would I do that?"
This time, Jocelyn literally bit her tongue. She had to be strong. She knew enough to realize that he was controlling her with his voice. Just as she knew, without question, that she could not endure what she had witnessed in that chamber.
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Jocelyn took a small step back.
She could have sworn she caught him sniffing the air—
using his sense of smell to scan for information. But what could he possibly hope to detect? Her sharp, detective mind began to analyze possibilities at a rapid pace, ferreting out the things one might pick up with an enhanced sense of smell.
Her blood for starters. It had to be laced with adrenaline, and that would betray a deep presence of fear, a heightened sense of survival. Her sweat glands were far too active for someone who had been sitting on the ground, so he would have to know that she had been running: obviously, running away from something.
Or someone.
And there might even be a faint odor of smoke in her hair, exposing the fact that she had recently been in the proximity of fire. Perhaps at a campfire.
But she was relatively unharmed.
Outside of a few scrapes and bruises on her knees, there were no other injuries to her body. Even as she thought it, his shrewd eyes drifted lower to her legs. He couldn't possibly smell such minor wounds, could he? There just wasn't enough—
Blood.
Jocelyn's heart skipped a beat.
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Blood Destiny
by Tessa Dawn
And then his piercing gaze scanned her neck as if he were searching for something specific....
Bite marks.
Jocelyn had to resist the impulse to take one hand off of her gun and place it protectively over her throat, but then his scrutinizing gaze softened; he seemed satisfied with what he saw.
"I will ask you once again," he said, entirely undaunted by her order to quit talking. "Are you okay? Why were you screaming?"
Jocelyn couldn't believe the power of his voice: She felt compelled to answer the question. In fact, she wanted to answer it. She needed to tell this man exactly what she had seen, but something inside of her struggled to resist the impulse as she continued to make the connection between the man who stood in front of her and the creature she had seen in the chamber. She couldn't help but remember the horrific fate of the woman the creature had captured.
And there could be no doubt that they were the same species.
This man's voice was just too seductive and enchanting, exactly like the creature's had been. His height and body shape were almost identical, and he carried himself with far too much confidence, wearing a silent badge of authority on his sleeve. Power practically seeped through his pores as he stood there before her like some kind of mystical black panther, crouched in waiting.
And despite the fact that she was the one holding the gun, he was the one commanding the situation.
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Blood Destiny
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And then there was that hair: a perfect head of blue-black locks that fell just below his shoulders in glistening waves of perfection, accenting his chiseled features.
Everything about him gave him away.
The man wasn't just handsome: He was flawless.
No, there could be no doubt.
Jocelyn fought the overwhelming urge to answer his question. She knew precisely what he was. Not human.
Vampire. She squared her stance, tightened her grip, and tried to come up with a plan.
The vampire frowned, his forehead creased with consternation. He seemed deeply surprised—and mildly annoyed—by her resistance. This time, he locked his eyes with hers in a steadfast gaze, staring straight through her, and then he pitched his voice an octave lower.
"You will answer me now: What are you afraid of?"
Jocelyn's legs went limp as the words flowed out like water through a sieve. "I don't want you to kill me."
She answered honestly.
She had no other choice.
He had demanded nothing less.
The man recoiled. "And why would I do that?"
This time, Jocelyn literally bit her tongue. She had to be strong. She knew enough to realize that he was controlling her with his voice. Just as she knew, without question, that she could not endure what she had witnessed in that chamber.
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