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Yet he didn't have a way of asking her that

Do I not? He'd once known her language but had buried it so deeply He couldn't re his torture - and his childhood Centuries had passed since he'd spoken it

With a s, he concentrated, staring at her lovely face while struggling to recall words froe he associated with torment and misery How to tell her that he didn't wish for her to cry? That he needed to see her safely to his hoain?

When she s"ueezed her eyes shut and clenched her hands, he realized this fee of attack

And he suspected she'd just becoht before

Once she opened her eyes again, they were glittering rath, brilliant starbursts flashing

Glorious felowing hands, he exhaled, tensing hisfor his woman's unholy pi"ue

Chapter 11

Slaine's bite hadn't been horrible And that made Carrow furious

Luckily, she could now vent her fury because she'd sucked in his happiness as if through a straer! A swift, scorching infusion of it She was even stronger this tiain" Was she just like the bite whores in New Orleans who got off on having their blood drunk?

The bite whores Carrow loved to ridicule

With a wave of one of her glowing hands, the rope around her ankle disintegrated, allowing her to stand Another wave brought her netized As she slipped it on, she gave him a cruel smile "Double, double toil and trouble," she murmured "Where do you want it this ti in Demonish that sounded like an order Carrow didn't like orders, was accusto hi disappointed with her

"You think I should respond differently?" She fired again "Though I warned you to keep your fangs to yourself?"

When he growled at her, frustration stah features, she cried, "Then treat oon! I'm as simple as that"

On her third strike, he tensed his body, bowing up to take the hit directly in the chest, alaze on her neck and smirked, as if to say, It orth it, honey

Her eyes ide "Oh, you are so dead," she vowed "You don't even kno dead you are!" Using the last of her strongestsnap that ti! She'd tapped herself out - no- and for what?

Gnashing his teeth, he held out his hand to her As if with great difficulty, he sounded out, "Holish, she said, "Go hoot the better of her "Oh, so now you know English?"

He frowned

"Heh Or not"

Still he tried to co area, then ran his finger over his neck

"You're telling er with you? You bit me twice, broke my wrist, and bruised my sternum - all in twenty-four hours!" At the memory of each incident, her teo anywhere with you?"