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"Right, right…" He dropped his hands and ether Happy wasn’t exactly a part of her vocabulary
Thethat’s a no?"
"Who are…you?" Her voice was a bit stronger now Good
"I’m the man who saved your sweet ass" Definitely sounded like arse that tiaze swept over him "Not…man" Men didn’t have claws Men didn’t drink blood
He shrugged "True enough I’m more than just a man" A brief pause "I’m a olf"
"So…you’re dead…" A threat because…he would be Vampires and olves didn’t mix She’d tried that path once upon a bloody tiain His dimple winked "I’m the hero who just rescued you"
Werewolves weren’t heroes They were the monsters in all the stories All of her stories, anyway
"And I’ive you exactly what you want"
He didn’t know her How could he possibly knohat she wanted? Her lips parted and she sucked in a deep breath Then she realized what she was doing Air Wonderful, precious air Her lungs had been starved, for so long She actually felt a bit dizzy as she pulled inher far too closely, and then the guy said, "I can give you Latham, and I’ll even help you to cut the bastard’s head off"
Okay Perhaps…er did knohat she wanted, after all
She’d let hier
Latham The name had burned itself in herher to hell "Who are you?" Iona asked again Her speech was i she’d always been a fast healer
"My na to her It was Irish So was he In all her very long life, she’d never met Jamie O’Connell before
Not until she’d opened her eyes and tasted his blood
Now that she knew hiet the olf His ive me a little time," Jaht to Latha to offer her soht iven her the blood she needed to break whatever wretched curse Latham had used on her
Jareement
She’d once vowed to destroy the olves, to take theiven her life Killing hiht "Count yourself lucky, wolf" She brushed by him and headed for theThe onlyin that narrow rooh the glass, the sunlight felt wonderfully warht
Not Iona
She’d been in the darkness for so long that she was desperate for that light She pressed her pales of the cliffs that waited outside Heard the crash of waves Water seeured, water would be needed for a holding spell
The olf and his da
But first, she had to deal with this olf "Good-bye, Ja to look back at hilass Theshattered and broken glass rained down on the floor--and fell outside of the
Jamie called out her nah that , and she was rushing for her freedoifted with powers that few others could ever hope to possess
She’d been born as a vaods
He’d gotten her instead
She leapt over the rocky terrain Stared at the water that seemed to howl and snarl below her
"Stop!"
The dark olf, giving chase She paused at the edge of the cliff
"What are you doing?" He demanded as he rushed after her "Do you want to die?"
She laughed then, and the sound was as brittle as her voice Iona glanced over her shoulder at hi" And she wanted to wash away the rot and stench of the hell that had trapped her "It’s tiain"
And when the Blood Queen lived, everyone else should fear
Lifting her hands high above her, Iona turned back to the crashing waves Then she stepped off the edge of the cliff and plummeted into the dark water below her
Footsteps pounded behind Jae of the cliff Hell, that was at least a thirty foot drop Forty?
The water roared below hier wolf huffed to a stop beside hi waves While Jah the churning tide, taking her sweet ti
In-freaking-sane
Jaw clenching, he gritted, "No" Because, unlike the vaed by the rocks and the waves and whatever the hell else waited below
"She’s getting away," Sean said, pointing out the obvious He had an annoying tendency to do that
Jalad the lady i that the va Sean’s life just ave a slow shake of his head and o quite as we planned, did it?"
He re-assessed his grand plan Iona was a strong swi Ten h the water like an Oly Jaer wash away "It went even better than I’d planned" The Blood Queen…Iona…she’d definitely lived up to the stories that he’d heard
Iona Her nah his mind Beautiful Seductive A perfect name for his vampire Before, he hadn’t been able to match that name with a face Now he knew just what she looked like It would be ilanced down at the water once o, Jaht she was safe That she was still the paranorot to town, she’d see that the rules of the ga away froed with her could never be broken At least, not if the va prospects were concerned, the son, wasn’t exactly ripe with possibilities Two bars--both rundown as all hell and faded froht