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Vicq turned back to the man who d wriggled from his grip to find that he
held up a metal pole. The man swung at him, missing his face by a hair.
Hissing, he took a fighter s stance. He simply didn t have the time or patience
for this shit. Teleporting behind the man, he jerked the pole away and used it
to hold the man immobilized. He pulled the pole tighter against his throat.
You re a lousy batter. Vicq used powers to life the rope from the floor
to his grasp and proceeded to tie the man s arms against his sides.
You stupid blood sucker. He thrashed against the ropes.
Vicq cringed and tossed him face first onto a pile of luggage.
Two bullets whizzed by his ear and he ducked out of the way so the third
would miss him. The burly man crouched behind Elaina while firing shots.
Elaina wriggled against the rope, but it had her bound to the panel. When the
gunman realized all the rounds had been fired, he chucked the empty gun
aside.
Come any closer the burly man posed a large needle near her neck
and I ll inject her with poison. Even you won t want her blood then.
Vicq stopped in his tracks. Elaina shook her head. There weren t many
times he d seen fear in her eyes, but this time, it existed in abundance. You
don t want to do that, I m sure. Why don t you get up and fight me
instead& like a man?
The gunman s face reddened. I m certainly not gonna sit around and let
you kill me.
Who said anything about killing you? Killing had never crossed his
mind. He only wanted Elaina back safely. What are you waiting for? Sitting
around as you are doing now won t earn you freedom.
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Vicq, we ve gotta make moves, Derrick said from behind him. The
other maniac just notified more trackers.
Vicq ignored Derrick and the protest from the tied up humans, keeping
his eye on the fool threatening his mate. Hand her over to me willingly and
I ll leave you alive.
Liar! The gunman s hands shook uncontrollably.
Maybe you didn t understand. Vicq s hands clenched at his sides.
Hand her over to me. If you harm her in anyway, I ll make sure that from
this day forward your life is worse than a nightmare.
This only angered him more and he brought the needle closer to Elaina s
neck. A helicopter overhead distracted the gunman. Vicq took that
opportunity to teleport toward Elaina. The gunman was quicker and it took
him two seconds to inject the needle. He grabbed the man by the forearm
and threw him across the van like a ragdoll. Bones cracked on the other side
of the vehicle just before he landed on the floor in a thud. Kneeling down
beside Elaina, he carefully extracted the foul needle from her neck, untied her
hands and uncovered her mouth.
Elaina caressed each side of his face with both palms and pulled him
down to her face. Vicq. Her eyes flooded with relief, but her grip was lax,
not firm the way she always touched him. I thought you were& She
initiated the kiss, snaking her fingers around the nape of his neck.
Vicq moved his hand around her back to support her body, elated that he
was with her, but angry that he d come close to losing her again. Their lips
meshed and tongues danced lithely together. He breathed in her flowery
scent as their kisses grew demanding.
Vicq, Brad yelled from behind him. We need to go. Right now.
If that wasn t enough distraction, the helicopter s rumbling engine
appeared closer than before. He parted from Elaina, but when he did, her
body fell limp within his arms.
Elaina. He pressed a hand to her forehead, and then bent to bury his
face into her neck. Her pulse still fought to thrive, and her heart thumped
slowly in her chest. His breath caught in his throat and he turned his gaze to
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the needle on the floor. Green-colored liquid remained in the syringe, but
some of it had apparently gotten into her blood stream.
Let s go!
He rose with Elaina in his arms and moved toward the exit where the
ladder to the helicopter above waited. Hissing against the nominal sunrays
that escaped above the distant horizon, he shielded his eyes with his forearm.
He took a deep breath before he dropped his arm again and grabbed hold of
the ladder.
Vicq.
He turned to see Derrick standing over the three humans and pulling the
rope tighter around them, trapping them like worms in a cocoon.
What do you want me to do with them? the six foot tall Dresdan
asked.
Vicq swallowed, and then glanced down at Elaina, whose head lolled
back against his forearm. The rhythm of her heart slowed. Her once red, soft
lips were now pale. Check their clothes for wires, then bring them. They will
serve time for what they have done. He used his remaining strength to
teleport into the helicopter, where he laid Elaina out on a soft mat.
Brandon pulled the ladder up as the first helicopter took them away. The
young doctor rushed to Vicq s side, and glanced down at Elaina. They ve
given her something to kill her. I can hear her pulse slowing. If you re going
to turn her, you need to do it now.
I know. This wasn t the way they d wanted her transformation to
happen. She wanted to do it in peace, not when she was on the brink of
dying as a last resort. He couldn t lose her now& wouldn t let her die without
living a life absent of fear.
He slit himself across the vein in his neck with his fingers and brought
her body up, pressing her mouth to the fissure. Still, she didn t move, but he
hoped his blood could save her once again before it was too late.
Vicq rested his back against the wall of the helicopter and pulled her
against his chest. He prayed this would be over soon and that he and Elaina
could be together without worry.
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Chapter Twelve
Elaina opened her eyes to silken cloth hanging overhead. Her fingers dug
into the softness beneath her. A motor ran nearby and her gaze landed the
fan swirling on a dresser. The cool breeze fanned her face and neck as she
lifted her head off the downy pillows. Unfamiliar smells surrounded her.
Freshly cut grass, not the asphalt she was used to. Spring water& and
lavender.
A sound from the corner of the room caught her attention.
Long black hair cascading down past the shoulder blades held her gaze. It
seemed a startling contrast to the thin white dress the woman wore. She was
also the source of the lavender scent she d detected earlier.
Should I close the balcony door? Her voice was soft yet firm.
Elaina waited for her to turn around. Loud clanking noises beat against a
glass. The woman s delicate hand grabbed the pitcher from the dresser. The
ice made cracking noises as she poured the water over it. The sounds were
too loud, but clear.
I thought you might need fresh air. The woman set the pitcher down.
I was right. It seemed to be the only thing to wake you up.
Elaina lay on a large, comfortable four-poster bed. The curtains were
swept back and tied to the posts. Silk drapes on the balcony door swayed
with the evening wind, sweeping against the marble floors. Dresser,
nightstand, and chest were all made of marble. Enough visual to confirm that
she was in some bedroom. A rather large one. The walls were a neutral beige
color and abstract paintings hung throughout. Where was she? Why was she
in this room?
Where was Vicq? Had she been dreaming about Vicq coming to rescue
her? No, it had to be real. Her body still felt restless from the struggles. The
ropes binding her wrists. The cloth tied tight around her lips. She squeezed
her eyes shut and willed the memories away.
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