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I’ll let you wash my back. And afterwards, we can discuss the building of our legion.”
    When he didn’t follow right away, she put her hands on her hips, her head tilting jerkily to the side. “Don’t pout, Josiah. It’s not attractive.”
    Dropping his arms to his sides, he heaved a great sigh, unable to resist her. His tongue darted out to lick his lips as Leeha slid her gown off of her pale shoulders and let it drop carelessly to the floor. She wore absolutely nothing underneath.
    “Come, Josiah.” She entreated huskily, holding out her hand to him.
    He ran his hungry eyes from the top of her red hair to her small toes. With a moan of defeat, he pulled off his shirt and followed her into the bathroom to wash her back and anything else she desired him to.
     
     

 
    Chapter 4
    Luukas
     
    Luukas fought his way up through the blackness, driven by an urgency he couldn’t name. But as he faded in and out of consciousness, the throbbing agony that comprised his physical form tried to pull him back down into the sweet depths of nothingness.
    He wanted to let it take him, so badly, but no…he needed to stay awake.
    Bit by bit, he became aware of a soft, slurping sound that seemed out of place in this, his own personal hell. Attempting to quiet his ragged breathing, he listened closer.
    He heard the consistent drip, drip, drip of the water he could never taste, and he heard the light pitter-patter of the rats as they scurried down the hall outside his cell.
    His stomach clenched. Ah, gods…were they eating him again?
    It wouldn’t be the first time he’d awoken to find them chewing on his wounds as he hung there, their soft squeaks clawing at his sanity…but no, that wasn’t what he heard this time. This was more of a sucking sound.
    His eyes cracked opened as another sound came to his ears, a voice: the angel’s voice.
    “Stop,” she whispered. “You need to stop now.”
    Luukas squeezed his eyes shut again in disbelief. He had to be hallucinating.
    The dark-haired angel was still in his cell, pressed up against the wall by the door, her ragged blanket falling from one shoulder.
    She was in the arms of a man. He was hunched over her, and he was kissing her neck.
    He heard her whimper and his eyes popped open again. They were still there. He wasn’t hallucinating.
    As he watched, his angel began to struggle in the blonde man’s arms, and her voice got sharper and more frantic.
    “Stop! You have to stop!”
    The man didn’t stop. A low growl reverberated from deep within Luukas’ throat. His fangs slid down with aggression as he restlessly shifted his weight on his chains. But still, the man didn’t stop kissing her.
    No. Not kissing. Feeding.
    That was no man, but a vampire, and he was feeding from his angel.
    Rage surged through him. A rage such as he'd never felt before.
    She started pounding on the vampire’s head and shoulders with her small fists, trying to break his hold.
    He ignored her like she was nothing more than an annoying gnat, tightening his hold on her as she struggled.
    Luukas strained against his chains, the sounds erupting from deep within his chest becoming animalistic in nature as he fought to get to her.
    All of the noise must have finally disturbed the feeding vampire. His head jerked up from her neck, leaving ragged gashes where he had bitten her. He released her from his hold and stepped back, not bothering to heal the torn flesh.
    Luukas roared with fury at the sight, lurching towards the other vampire with bared fangs and mad, wild eyes. The chains clanged loudly as they pulled him up short, but the pain of his shoulders and body didn’t even register past his overwhelming need to kill the other vampire.
    MINE!
    The bastard smiled at him as he casually wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, then sauntered out of the cell, pulling the door shut behind him and locking it again with a clank.
    Yanking impatiently on his chains, Luukas lunged towards the door,