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I think it’s best you don’t remember me. But I want you to remember how strong and beautiful you are, Caroline. I don’t ever want you to forget it.”
    She nodded compliantly. Hunger shone in her eyes now. No more tears. Meical rose up on his elbow and kissed her until they both moaned. Opening himself up completely, he swallowed down her pleasure and turned it back on her. Sweet madness.
    She filled her hands with his hair and kissed him feverishly while he caressed her, until with a high, keening cry, she spilled the very essence of her life force into his soul. Raw power snapped through Meical’s body, through every nerve and vein. He clutched her closer to anchor himself in the fury, glutting himself in her pleasure with a hellish growl he couldn’t help. For a few precious seconds, he wanted to go on existing, to drink up this beautiful human being whenever, however and wherever he pleased. Never had he felt so horribly powerful.
    How could Neshi have failed? What could possibly have gone wrong? It all seemed so perfect, so easy.
    When Caroline fell still, Meical basked in her afterglow as though it were his own. He closed his eyes and listened to her breathe. Her soft sighs made him want to begin again.
    He drew a deep breath and stood up. He no longer feltweak. Warmth and strength surged through him. Blood was a pale shadow by comparison. This satiation went deeper.
    He righted Caroline’s clothing and smoothed her hair, letting his hand linger on her face. Did she have family or friends living nearby? Someone who could help her when she needed it?
    â€œNot that I care,” he murmured, covering her with a blanket and tucking it close around her. “And that’s best for you because believe me, baby, you wouldn’t want me around if you knew what I am.”
    The dog woke again and watched him with soulful eyes while he gathered his clothing from the chair before the fire. He grinned at the shepherd. “You are one lucky dog to belong to this lady. You know that, right? Better take good care of her.”
    He pulled on his jeans, but zipping them up was another matter. Meical looked down at himself and whistled softly. “Neshi, my man, never let it be said that you aren’t a perfectionist.”
    Meical grinned and zipped up his jeans—carefully—and finished dressing. Without warning, he shivered. It was a familiar feeling.
    Dawn.
    The sensation stole over his spine like pinpricks. Soon every soul he knew would be wrapped in the deep sleep of the vampire. But this time, the day-death would pass him by.
    He went to the door of the cabin, opened it and stared at the night sky. There was a bit of light blue toward theeast. He slipped out the door and fixed his gaze on it, drank it down.
    There was pink. Rosy pink. Only hours ago, it would’ve been enough to kill him. Neshi’s experiment hadn’t been a complete failure.
    Meical bounded into the yard and skidded to a halt in the snow. His heart thudded in his chest, while the pink became orange. Beautiful fiery red came next, but it was the gold he wanted to see, the bright, gold-white light of a new day, full in his face until it blinded him and burned its way into his memory forever. He’d take it with him wherever he was bound.
    Defiant, he shot into the air. Birds in the trees took flight around him. The wild things ran for cover.
    Higher. Higher. It was brighter now. So bright. Too bright. Oh, yes! Nearly there. Nearly sunrise. He let the fragile warmth engulf him, felt it all the way to his soul. His face, his head, his entire body were warm in a way he hadn’t felt in two centuries.
    The ball of fire and life topped the horizon and blasted away all the night, all the darkness, all the pain and isolation. Meical flung back his head and let his exultation fill the world below. “Neshi, you are a GENIUS!”
    Closing his eyes, he basked in the golden glow that touched every inch of