“Seriously, Nicolae, if you thought about it ahead of time and planned it out so carefully, what good did you think would come of it?”
There was a sudden silence. He made no response, but all at once he seemed different, no longer the relaxed lifemate lounging in his lair. She could feel waves of power, of strength; she recognized the danger in him. And he was watching her with the unblinking stare of a predator. For a moment she stood blinking up at him, her heart jumping in her chest. She found herself taking a step backward, away from him.
Nicolae reached out to recapture her hand. “Do not look at me with fear in your eyes. You are my lifemate, bound to me for all time. I would never hurt you, Destiny. It would be impossible to do such a thing.”
“We’re joking about tainted blood, but what if it’s not a joke? What if you turn? I couldn’t really kill you. I know I couldn’t make myself do it.”
His smile softened the hard angles of his face. “I am pleased to hear such a reluctant admission. Never fear, Vikirnoff would take care of such a matter should there be need. I am not worried. If I must live with tainted blood, so be it. I believe the healer can rid us of it, however.”
Her stomach somersaulted. There it was. Out in the open at last. “The healer,” she echoed. “You keep speaking of a healer. You tried to heal me, but the tainted blood is still there.” Nicolae was a miracle worker. She had seen firsthand what he could do. If he was unable to succeed in ridding her body of the vampire’s contaminated blood, then no one could do such a thing.
“Our people have healers much greater than I will ever be. They are born into a line of ancients who carry this talent. They are the true miracle workers for our people. There is one close to us. The call went out for healers to save a pregnant woman with heart disease. I believe the woman and the baby are alive and doing well. I summoned one of the healers to us.”
Her hand went to her throat defensively, as if she expected wolves to tear it out. “This is another one of your brilliant arbitrary decisions?”
“I thought it best. If he can heal us, we will have a normal life together.” He ignored her disbelieving snort. “If he cannot, you will never feel alone in this world. If our people choose to condemn us, we will still be together.”
She closed her eyes, turned away from him so he couldn’t see the expression on her face. “You took the chance of living the rest of your immortal life as an outcast? Just so I wouldn’t feel alone?” She wanted to shake him until his teeth rattled. She wanted to kiss him until they both fell back on the bed senseless. She wanted to weep for the strength of his love and commitment.
“You are my life, my very soul, Destiny. I could do no other.”
His simple words shook her. Could someone really love another that much? So selflessly? She let her breath out slowly, trying to regain a semblance of composure. “Who is this paragon of virtue with such a talent?”
“He is called ‘the dark one.’ He is a descendant of a great line of hunters, and second-in-command to our Prince. He guards our Prince and is a renowned healer. He holds power in his mind and hands. I believe he is the one who will be able to help us. He is called Gregori.”
Destiny couldn’t prevent the involuntary shiver of fear at the dreaded name. She had heard of Gregori. Every vampire feared him, feared his judgment. She had grown up with the whispered curses of the undead if the name was spoken aloud. She squared her shoulders. “What if he can’t help us and he tells his Prince we’re vampire, Nicolae? He’ll hunt us, and he’s said to be very powerful.”
Nicolae shrugged his shoulders casually. “I am an ancient, Destiny, older than Gregori. He cannot defeat me. I live by the code of the Carpathian people. He would not condemn me for tainted blood.”
“You’re always so sure of yourself, Nicolae. This was your decision, and because you took such a chance with your life, I have no choice but to agree. I would never have called this man into my life.” Comprehension blossomed. “You took my blood so I would be forced to accept this healer. You knew I wouldn’t otherwise.”
Nicolae looked unrepentant. Destiny glared at him. “I have things to do tonight. I want to see Sam, and I’m hoping to talk to Velda and Inez about what’s going on in the neighborhood. You might undo the safeguards for me.” She didn’t want to talk to him anymore. Or look at him. Delivering a swift kick might have eased some of her frustration, but she doubted it. He had outmaneuvered her and she knew it.
She had no choice but to accept Gregori’s ministrations, although she feared him. She cared nothing about herself, but Nicolae was everything to her. She didn’t want the tainted blood to begin its ugly work on him. He might have only a small amount, but eventually the blood would start its corruption, burning like acid. The pain would begin at every rising. He would grow to hate her. He would hold her in contempt. How could he not?
“Because it was my choice, Destiny,” Nicolae assured her, easily reading her thoughts. He had not considered that she would think such a thing.
“It won’t matter, Nicolae. As time goes on and your people do not accept you, as the pain spreads and the corruption grows so you have to fight it every single moment of your existence, you will forget the why and how of it and only remember you did it because of me.”
“I fought the growing darkness, an evil far stronger than this tainted blood, every moment of my life from my two hundredth year. It crouched in me, waiting for one moment of weakness. Why would you think, now, when I have you, that I would succumb to such an abomination?”
She paced across the floor, caught between tears and anger. “I don’t know, Nicolae. You shouldn’t have done it; you shouldn’t have taken such a chance with your life. With your soul. I
lived
with such a monster. I feel like he’s reaching for us from his grave, reaching to rip us apart.”
“Nothing, no one, will take you away from me,” Nicolae stated in his perfectly calm voice. There was no bragging note or false bravado; it was simply a statement of fact.
Destiny looked up at the hard planes of his face. She saw his raw power and complete confidence, and some of her tension melted away. She allowed her breath to escape in a little rush. “I hope you’re as good as you think you are, hotshot, because if this Gregori person is coming to pay us a visit, you might need to be.” She held up her hand. “I have things to do, places to go, people to see.”
“Are you
dismissing
me?”
“You have trouble with separation issues too, don’t you? I think you should go visit Mary Ann. I’m going to see Inez and Velda. I suppose you could come if you really insist. They’ll love the roses.”
He groaned aloud, caught her firmly and kissed her until she was breathless and kissing him back.
Chapter Sixteen
Destiny found the sisters in their usual spot on the sidewalk with their lawn chairs set out and ready for company. They hugged her with far more enthusiasm than she would have liked, especially with the echo of Nicolae’s laughter in her mind. Destiny was still uncomfortable with physical contact, but Inez and Velda hugged and kissed her, patting her encouragingly as if she were a child they adored.
You do not dislike physical contact with me. Nicolae deliberately teased her, knowing she would react, but she would laugh, too, and the exchange would leave her amused and relaxed.
I still want to kick you, Destiny said, shutting him out firmly. Inez was already attempting to teach her a dance step she’d just learned from a video.
“Come, dear.” Inez took her hand, attempting to force Destiny’s hips into swaying appropriately to the metallic music screeching from the boom box beside their chairs.
“Sister, she should learn the tango, not that step. It isn’t romantic enough,” Velda objected. “Your young man is quite fond of you, Destiny. He’s learning the ways of true courtship, very rare in this day and age.”