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For hours, Malko for his feht before his eyes

He couldn&039;t locate her, couldn&039;t scent her, yet he sensed she was still on his mountain Which meant she hadn&039;t returned whence she came - the portal where ied the "uestion: Who in their right o?

When he would chase ht an army to possess her?

In the past, he&039;d had no use for a female, had been pleased not to have one as a liability to protect But now the knowledge that a creature like her - finer than any he&039;d ever seen - belonged to hi

She&039;s mine So I will keep her At last, he would be uide another&039;s destiny and marry it with his own

If he had any doubt they would be a est male in this plane; she was the most beautiful female

She was his due

He felt about her as he did about his territory He&039;d use his strength to protect both

But not if he couldn&039;t find her He spied the tracks of that troop of ghouls as they prowled for her still, as well as the deep prints of a deadly Gotoh The wastelands swarmed with those vicious creatures, difficult even for Malkom to destroy

Have to locate her

In fact, there were countless lethal beasts that were native or had been dispatched here that had bred and populated the plane,it a death trap, even for an immortal Even for one with her power, if she wasn&039;t wary

He rubbed his chest, still astounded by the lightning-like force she&039;d unleashed Her kick to his testicles hadn&039;t been mildly delivered either

What was she? Every being he&039;d ever heard of had been exiled into Oblivion from fabled planes - places of extraordinary ruht be an ele spells But her ears weren&039;t pointed She could be a sorceress or a witch He doubted she was the latter Malkos with black hearts, pitiless mercenaries who sold hexes

Besides, if she could wield those kinds of powers, why hadn&039;t she struck down the dean to suspect she&039;d had no power then, had leeched it from him, from his release - like a succubus

With her beauty, she could certainly be one of that kind If she was a succubus, she would weaken again, unless another demon inhabitant provided her with "nourishment" There were dozens itives like hi what&039;s ed him, and he ran even faster Never would another know her perfect body

And she was perfection By the gods, she&039;d been blessed Flashing green eyes Buxom curves Pale skin as soft as the priceless silk she wore At the memory of her taste, he shuddered with pleasure

Her blood had been like wine

His wild search for her had alht He&039;d drunk straight fro He was a vao back Malko froht

Part of hi him lose control After all, he&039;d never bitten another before her Not even when the Viceroy willed it, trying to break him The years of starvation, the torture

In the end, Malkoht but a husk

He ruthlessly shoved those es of her Yet then ca with tears - or narroith disgust Even if the feht, she&039;d understood his intent But hisfrenzy for him

Perhaps his dual nature had clouded herher inherent need for hinize in hiht him In turn, he&039;d broken her bones And now he hazily recalled that he hadn&039;t merely pierced her neck

Malkom had torn her skin

He&039;d hariven, a woe

Never could he have iined that both his demon and vampire natures would rise to the fore If he hadn&039;t lost control and spent hiainst her

He understood why she&039;d run Since she didn&039;t recognize him as her mate, she believed him to be no different than the demons he&039;d saved her from But Malkom wasn&039;t like them

Somehoould have to convince her that as hisher he would ed to hie, he could never explain these things

When the night began to wane, Malkoazed round hiht not find her before dawn

So he decided he&039;d do whatever he could to ensure her safety

To do what he did best

When he scented the ghouls, he attacked with all the ferocity seething within hi sound woke Carrow the nextHer head jerked up - has the vemon returned? - but the noise had faded

Probably her eritty eyes with the heels of her palh the winds had died down, the s

Gods, she was in a bad way, even ht, she&039;d dozed inter slu for thehouls had wailed, the sounds chilling her Then near dawn, they&039;d abruptlystopped

Carrow&039;s storuel to her cell this- and that she hadn&039;t really eaten in over a week Her thirst was even worse, herdust

She rose with a gri With her first step, the blisters riddling her feet threatened to burst Her healing wrist ached, and s her discoo, intent only on sating her thirst and hunger She figured she was sol on the foruarded by Slaine

But she had to try Hours had passed since she&039;d had a drop of water, and last night she&039;d run for h for anyone, but especially for Carroho hailed from a bayou city known for its moisture

At every turn there, she was inundated with da showers, or sultry huet herself and Ruby back to the city! To return to their wonderful coven and an existence filled with friends, pranks, and revelry

For ood as alone, her neglectfulno interest in her Her toys had echoed in mausoleum-like mansions where "lowly" servants were forbidden to speak to her

Then her parents had turned her over to the coven at Andoain, the hearth and home where she&039;d met her beloved mentor Elianna and eventually Mari - a place where Carrow had been enveloped by a sisterhood of witches, cherished and protected

She desperately h Mari was so full of power - more so than any other Wiccan - she couldn&039;t use thetool Only problem? Whenever she communed directly with a mirror, she accidentally aze

Carrow had nicknalass witch

The last time it&039;d happened, Mari had mesmerized herself so deeply that her Lykae husband had barely broken the enthrall affair and far too close a call

If Mari hadn&039;t sent in the cavalry by now, then she wouldn&039;t be able to help without going to the mirror And if that was the case, then Carrow hoped no help was co stupid, Glitch

Waithad she heard that growling sound again? Not her stomach? The tiny hairs on her nape rose She scanned around but couldn&039;t see