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realized it was just the heat of the moment. Maybe I don’t want to be immune to the deaths of my family. Maybe I want that additional push from the pain it afforded me. I came back with you because I knew I needed to learn,” she lowered her voice to a whispered, “and because I wanted to be with you.”
    Mel froze, his heart leapt to his throat. He kept his features stoic, not wanting to let her become aware of her words affecting him in any way. How desperately he wanted to jump over the desk and push her back onto it, kissing her senselessly, enjoying all the pleasures her body could afford him. Instead, he was being forced to give her up. In response, he looked away from her.
    “I’ll finish your training before you return home,” he said emotionlessly.
    Stunned, Clarissa took a stumbled step back as if he had slapped her in the face. ‘ He could get rid of me so easily? He is that bored with me already?’ She lifted her slightly trembling chin proudly. She would be damned if she gave him an inkling of how much he had just hurt her. She spoke softly and calmly, “Finish showing me the techniques I need to utilize my powers to the fullest extent and I’ll leave soon so as not to infringe upon your generosity or time any longer than necessary.”
    Clarissa spun to leave the room but then stopped with her back still to him.
    “Understand, you won’t make me so weak that I’ll leave the stone in your hands, nor will I stay in this hell any longer than needed to complete my education.”
    Azamel snorted. “There are hells that are a lot worse than this realm which I govern. I told you before I don’t want the stone, so fucking drop it already, Sweetheart .”
    She turned back to face him.
    “Why don’t you just grow up and pull that stick out of your ass! You’re so pompous it’s ridiculous. Everyone wants the stone, even you as you have repeatedly admitted. I truly didn’t take you for a liar until now.”
    Without another word she was out of the study and back in her assigned quarters, her fists clenching and unclenching with her ire.
     

     
    As Clarissa prepared for bed, her conversation with Azamel kept recurring in her mind. Shara’s words also repeated themselves over and over and she wondered if the servant wasn’t correct in her warning. She replayed every moment since Mel carried her back from the South American jungle where Xon met his demise at the executioner’s hand.
    After weeks of training, they reappeared to lure Xon to the jungle where they first met. Clarissa well remembered seeing Azamel for the first time as he stretched out against a tree. She followed Azamel with her eyes as he set up the parameters. He was unwilling to deal with Xon’s henchmen so the border Mel established would keep them out.
    They had not touched, kissed or made love after the one night weeks earlier, after she had healed him. Mel had been keeping track of Xon’s actions and knew the demon was extremely anxious to get the stone together. So much so that he would easily make mistakes and that was what Mel relied on. The border set, the trap laid, Mel returned to Clarissa’s side. “Are you ready?”
    “Yes. As ready as I’m going to be.”
    “I’ll be near. Stay focused. Stay alive.” He started to move to her and steal a kiss and then thought better of it at the last moment. He faded out, leaving her alone in the lea.
    Clarissa sat and waited for Xon to show. Although she told Azamel she was ready, being a guinea pig did not sit real well with her. She had the dagger in hand. She needed to have it here so the portion of the gem Xon had managed to obtain would resonate with its power and indicate her location. Since she no longer had the protection of the Nether Realm that Mel’s abode resided in, she would be easier to find. She rested against the tree in a similar pose that Mel had taken when she came across him all those weeks prior.
    Minutes had ticked by. Hours passed and still Xon did not show.