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"I should tell you what happened to Jamys," Marcel said as he climbed down from the exam table "We were kept in the saht before Lucan came"

Who is Lucan? "It’s okay, Marcel Jamys can tellvery pale and so on, you two Heather, sit down" Alex steered the nurse to the exam table and checked her pulse It was rapid and thready "Look at ht a faint trace of a flowery scent and felt her jaw lock "What happened to you?"

"He said it was nice One for the road" Heather smiled, and then her eyes rolled back in her head and she slumped over

Alex did a quick check and found her blood pressure bordering on nonexistent Dull fury rose inside her as she considered the only possible reason for it "Shit"

Marcel came over and touched the nurse’s pale throat, then found the wound on her wrist "Four punctures, all fresh She will need blood, and soon"

"Oh, you think?" Alex went over to the door, stuck her head out, and shouted for Phillipe When he appeared, she dragged him into the room and showed him the nurse "My nurse, er "I thought Nurse Heather was safe here I thought we played nice and didn’t kill humans anymore"

"We… do not"

"Well, so Gulp" And if it was Cyprien, Alex would personally kick his ass from here to the Mississippi "It wasn’t you, was it?" When the seneschal shook his head, she glared at Marcel and Jamys "Or you?"

"We would not," Marcel assured her "It is not polite to do so in the house of the master of the jardin"

"What does that mean?" Alex demanded "I have to look for a rude vampire?"

Phillipe lifted Heather into his arms "I will care for her"

"Do you know her blood type? Can you give her a transfusion?" He blinked at her "I thought not Put her back down and get Cyprien up here right now Marcel, I’ll have to talk to Jamys later"

"Doctor, you cannot," Marcel told her, and showed her why

Chapter Sixteen

Michael could not understand how Heather had been used twice by one of the Kyn "Heather was brought to nurse Thierry She only had one ti She was tapped twice today" Alex checked the bag of whole blood hanging from the pole beside Heather’s bed The nurse was still pale but had fallen asleep "Whoever it was also had sex with her There’s semen all over her panties"

"What?"

"You heard me" She walked out of the room

Michael rubbed a hand over his face "Who could have done this?"

"Not one of us" Phillipe came to look down at Heather "The jardin follow your laws They would not use any human under your roof for sex without permission, and they would never take blood twice in one day To do either would be…"

A deadly insult as well as a risk of rapture and thrall Michael went over and carefully sniffed the wound site The scent of jasmine was unmistakable "Lucan"

Phillipe used the handheld radio he carried to alert the staff and have the men search the house "If he is still here, ill find hiry"

"She believes that you or I did this" No wonder she had walked out on him "Stay with Heather Don’t leave her alone until the house has been completely checked"

Michael went upstairs, retrieved a canister and two glasses, and then let himself into Alexandra’s room It was empty, but he heard the sound of the shower, and sat down to wait

She didn’t look at hied froreen towel, and her wet hair strea curls over her shoulders

"Get out," she told him as she went to the closet She didn’t touch the clothes he’d provided for her but took out the suit she’d been wearing before her shower