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Gregori moved into the room with his familiar silent glide, grace and power clinging to him as he strode through the wreckage of the wall. "This is becoming a bad habit." "Oh, shut up," Mikhail said without rancor."
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Who dared to do this?" he demanded. "Vampire hunters who have fallen, ironically enough, in league with a vampire," Gregori answered."
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Aidan stepped forward and clasped first Byron's forearms and then Gregori's in the traditional greeting of warriors. He looked over Gregori's shoulder to their fallen prince. "Who dared to do this?" he demanded. "Vampire hunters who have fallen, ironically enough, in league with a vampire," Gregori answered. "What of Jacques?" "He is in the ground." "And Mikhail's woman?" There was a slight silence, as if the very night held its breath for..
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Bring me fresh soil and prepare the priest's body." Gregori turned back to his work. Slow, unhurried, the beautiful ancient chant filled the night with hope and promise. No one would believe he was working against time, needing to get Mikhail on his feet this night. Aidan brought the richest soil he could find, stepping back to admire Gregori as he worked. The poultices were mixed carefully and applied over the external wounds. The wind sti..
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Where is Jacques, that I might guard him?" "Jacques is safe," Gregori informed him tersely. Byron's dark eyes flashed at the implication. "I have guarded Jacques, as you have Mikhail. Do you think I would harm him?" Gregori regarded him for a long moment, astonished that Byron would dare to question him. It was a measure of the man's loyalty to Mikhail's brother that he would chance crossing the dark one. "He is safe," he reiterated, this t..
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I am Andre, your true lifemate. Another stole you away from me and tried to force his will on you. When I rescued you, you fell and hit your head." His voice was singsong, hypnotic. True lifemate--she remembered those words. Remembered the meaning. There was only one meaning. This time when the pain beat at her, she accepted it, allowed it to wash over her. It stole her breath and pierced her skull. She was careful not to allow any hint o..
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Something was very wrong. It was all there, if she just reached for it. Raven believed that faraway voice, felt warmth and love enfold her in strong, protective arms. She knew that feeling, that voice. It wasn't quite right. Mikhail replayed the recent events in his mind for her. Raven inhaled, feeling as if someone had hit her square in the stomach. , he assured.
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Mikhail replayed the recent events in his mind for her. Raven inhaled, feeling as if someone had hit her square in the stomach. , he assured.
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Have you ever met Mikhail's friend Gregori?" "He's the one they call the dark one. I've seen him, of course, but only once. Mikhail has voiced his fears for him often." Raven's breath wheezed in and out, a harsh sound in the quiet of the cell. "He's a great healer, Father." She took another shuddering breath. "And he is loyal to Mikhail. Do you believe there is hope for their race?" The priest made the sign of the cross on her forehead, on ..
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I tried to stop him, to warn him, but he will come." "Of course he will." Edgar's eyes were blinking in the sudden light. Father Hummer was worried about Raven. Her breath sounded strangled, labored, as if she were fighting for every breath, and she continually shook from the cold. The heavy door clanged and creaked as it swung open. James Slovensky peered at them. His eyes fastened on Raven's face as if drawn irresistibly. Her blue eyes me..
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What's wrong with you?" he demanded. A faint, taunting smile curved her soft mouth. "I'm dying. I think that's plain enough even for you to see."
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