His golden eyes slid over her body, making her aware of her bare skin beneath his shirt, of every curve of her body, of the fact that they were completely alone in some secret chamber of his home.
“It is true, after all. You do look cute in my shirt.”
“Why do Joshua and I have to stay here?” She was going to keep this conversation on track and away from these frighteningly new sensual sensations.
“Joshua is a beacon to guide our enemies to us, as Marie and Stefan are. As long we have human ties, we are anchored to them, and those who wish to destroy us can easily find us. Where most of our kind can remain hidden at will, our enemies know that we will never be far from our human connections, especially Josh, a small child. You are far safer from our enemies, here in my home.”
“What enemies? I don’t have enemies.” Aidan spoke matter-of-factly, yet Alexandria could feel her heart begin to pound all over again. She sensed he was speaking the truth, and whoever the enemy was, it was no ordinary assailant.
“Paul Yohenstria was not the only vampire in this city. There are others, and they know I am hunting them. They will know of your existence quickly, and they will turn their powers to acquiring you.”
Alexandria felt her stomach muscles clench. “Why would they want me? I don’t understand any of this. Why is all this happening to me?”
“You are a true psychic, a human woman capable of becoming one of us. And even vampires are Carpathians before they turn. There are few women among our people, and they are greatly treasured.”
Her chin rose belligerently. “I have news for you, Mr. Savage. ‘Your people’ hardly seem to treat women like treasures. No wonder there are so few.” She touched the ragged wounds still visible at her throat. “I can’t imagine too many women wanting the honor. I can truthfully say
I’m
not happy about it.”
“I have asked you to call me Aidan. It is necessary, even when we are alone, that we continue to behave in the human manner and keep up the pretense that we are close friends until it becomes so.” His golden eyes glinted for a moment, nearly stopping her heart.
Her fingers twisted in the tails of his shirt, her agitation increasing at the quiet, soothing tone of his voice. “Who else lives here? I know there is a woman. I remember she wouldn’t call an ambulance even when I begged her to.” Despite her attempts at normalcy, Alexandria could not keep the fear and bitterness from her voice.
Aidan advanced a step, suddenly close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from his body. “My housekeeper, Marie, was extremely distressed over your condition, Alexandria. It was not her fault, and I hoped that you would not place the blame with her. She knew no human doctor could help you. I was the only one who could ease your suffering. Just so you are aware, she was very angry with me over your condition. She has been my housekeeper and a member of my family for many years. She is the one who will look after Joshua for us while we are unable to do so in mid-afternoon. For that reason alone you should find it in your heart to become her friend.”
“Do you control her? Drink her blood? Make her do whatever you want, like a puppet?” Alexandria burst out.
“I have never taken blood from Marie, nor have I ever controlled her thoughts. She has chosen to stay with me, as did her family before her, of her own free will. She stayed by your side while you were so ill because she felt compassion. I will repeat myself one last time so that you might understand. She did not call an ambulance because no human physician could have eased your suffering.” He felt it unnecessary to inform her that, in addition, the human doctors would have discovered the new abnormalities in her blood, and his species could never allow such a discovery. They were often hunted by more than only the undead. Human “vampire-slayers” sought them out as well.
Again his voice was cool and even, yet her mouth went dry with fear. He could convey menace quietly far better than most people could with roaring anger. She nodded, trying to look agreeable when in truth she was crumbling inside, her mind fragmenting and her body trembling almost beyond her capability to control it.
“Take another breath. You keep forgetting to breathe, Alexandria. Your mind is trying to deal with the trauma of what has happened to you a bit at a time. Every time a new piece of information is processed, your body reacts to it. You are a very intelligent woman; you have to know this will not be an easy transition, but you will get through it.”
A small, humorless smile curved her trembling mouth. “I will? You’re so certain of that. Is that because you’ve decreed it?” Her chin lifted, and for a moment her eyes flashed in defiance. “You’re so sure of yourself.”
He simply watched her in that calm, infuriating manner she was becoming familiar with. Alexandria finally sighed. “Don’t worry. I don’t blame the woman.”
“Marie.” He whispered it softly between his white teeth, a whisper of velvet over iron. His golden eyes were growing hot, molten gold that could so easily engulf her.
She swallowed hard. “Marie, then. I’ll be nice to her.”
He held out a hand. Alexandria stared at it a moment, then, carefully avoiding contact, slipped past him to the door. Aidan moved with her, a silent shadow, yet she was aware of his every rippling muscle, body heat, his very breath. He was so close to her, she felt their hearts were beating the same rhythm.
The tunnel they entered was narrow and wound its way upward toward the first floor. She was forced to stop no more than halfway to their destination, a wave of dizziness overcoming her. She gripped the stone wall and fought for breath. At once Aidan curved an arm around her waist.
Her fingers curled into his shirt. “I can’t do this. I’m sorry, but I can’t.” There was an involuntary plea in her voice, her fear overcoming her sense of self-preservation against Aidan’s power. He was enormously strong and as solid as a rock. He was all she had to cling to when her mind rebelled against the trauma it had been subjected to.
He held her like a child, his body giving comfort when, inside him, the beast raged for fulfillment. “For now, think only of the boy. He is lonely for you and afraid. I have done my best to reassure him, but he has lost so much in his young life, and the memories he has of this place and of me and my family are merely implanted, no substitute for the reality of his love for you. The rest of the future can wait, can it not?” His voice was pure sorcery, impossible to resist. It whispered sensuously in her mind, assuring her that if she simply did as he suggested, all would be well with her world.
His chin brushed the top of her head, lingering for a moment while he drank in her scent, made certain their scents mingled. His golden gaze held possession and hunger; his arms were gentle and tender.
“Come with me now, Alexandria. Come into the warmth of my home of your own free will. Share some time with me and mine. Forget everything for now but this respite from your nightmare. You need the relief, and there is no harm in it.”
“In the illusion of normalcy?”
“If you care to put it that way, I suppose it can be said.” His fingers, on the nape of her neck, were working a kind of magic.
In her life there had been too much adversity, no warmth other than what Joshua had provided. Aidan was so gentle, and even if that was the biggest illusion of all, Alexandria took comfort in his arms. On some level she was aware of clinging to him, of leaning on his strength, but she refused to dwell on it; for her sanity, she didn’t dare. She needed to immerse herself in a small measure of normal life, if only for a short while.
She took a deep breath. “I’m all right now. Really. And I’m going to pretend you’re a nice man, not some snarling beast about to eat me if I don’t do everything you say.”
Against the satin skin of her neck his mouth curved into a smile, his breath warm against her pulse, his teeth scraping gently. The sensation was far more sensual than frightening. “I do not know where you get these