Jaromir's pet from now on? A slave? Megan didn't like the sound of that.
The woman took another sniff, this time a deeper one. “The bond isn't set.”
Megan swallowed and tried to stay calm. “Is that a good thing?”
“Depends,” the woman answered.
“Depends on what?”
The second woman took a step closer. Her eyes were red, but calm. She looked young and innocent. “It depends if he wants a permanent bond with you or not.” The women looked her over and Megan took a step back. “Don't worry. I won't touch you. Jaromir would know immediately if someone touched what is his, and I like having my hands and legs just where they are.”
“So that is why no one bothers me.”
“If you have met other vampires and they have allowed you to stay here, then yes. I just wish I knew what is going on.”
Megan snorted. “Well, if he wants a pet or a slave than he can look somewhere else. I will never agree to a thing like that.”
They all laughed gently.
“No, girl,” the first woman said. “Jaromir doesn't want you for a pet or a slave. He wants you for his mate, his wife and lover for life.”
Chapter 18
Megan thought her heart would stop. The shook from hearing the words “mate”, “wife” and “lover” sounded unbelievable. They had just met for heaven's sake! And he wanted her already? Just like that?
Why?
“That is the only reason why a vampire bonds himself to someone,” the woman went on. “The bond might be temporary, but I have never met a vampire more stubborn than Jaromir. If he wants you, then he will get you.”
Megan wanted to protest, to say that she wasn't that kind of girl who just gave in easily, but when she thought about Jaromir , she knew that it was exactly what she wanted to do. He made her knees weak and her heart race with just one look. She wanted him too, and she knew it had nothing to do with his powers. He wasn't here now and was unable to affect her, but she still felt drawn to him, still wanted to be in his arms and rest her head against his chest. His embrace had felt warm, and safe, but also strong and protective. She had felt as if she was home.
It had to be because of the bond, she assumed. If it wasn't his powers then it had to be the bond. At least, it was a good excuse to why she felt the way she did.
The woman closest to her said: “Well, I'm sure Jaromir can explain all this to you. Why don't you go and talk with him?”
Megan winced . That was the last thing she could do right now. She looked behind her shoulder and felt a sudden urge to run.
“I'm sorry, I have to go,” she said and looked behind her shoulder again. Jaromir could show up any minute. Stress filled her ... followed by an adrenaline kick. Was it from excitement? No, it couldn't be. The idea of her enjoying this was absurd. Right?
The woman frowned. “Aren't you going to talk with him?”
“ I can't, but thank you for all your help.”
Megan fled before they got the chance to ask her more questions.
Megan took the stairs to the next floor and ended up in a nice looking cafeteria with bright walls, crystal lamps and expensively dressed vampires. The re were too many vampires here, and Jaromir's scent on her drew their attention to her. Megan didn't like that. She backed out and kept running up the stairs. She needed to find a place away from people. Who knew how the other vampires would react. Just because she hadn't encountered any mean ones yet didn't mean that one of them wouldn't mind an early morning snack. Maybe some of them wouldn't respect that Jaromir had marked her as his.
When she reached the final floor , she was out of breath. Her cheeks felt hot and her legs were shaky from the fast run. She looked around and saw that she had reached the last floor. Two doors were in front of her. The one with the glass window led to another hallway from what she could see. The other door was made of metal, and it could only lead to one place.
The attic.
Deciding which door to
The woman took another sniff, this time a deeper one. “The bond isn't set.”
Megan swallowed and tried to stay calm. “Is that a good thing?”
“Depends,” the woman answered.
“Depends on what?”
The second woman took a step closer. Her eyes were red, but calm. She looked young and innocent. “It depends if he wants a permanent bond with you or not.” The women looked her over and Megan took a step back. “Don't worry. I won't touch you. Jaromir would know immediately if someone touched what is his, and I like having my hands and legs just where they are.”
“So that is why no one bothers me.”
“If you have met other vampires and they have allowed you to stay here, then yes. I just wish I knew what is going on.”
Megan snorted. “Well, if he wants a pet or a slave than he can look somewhere else. I will never agree to a thing like that.”
They all laughed gently.
“No, girl,” the first woman said. “Jaromir doesn't want you for a pet or a slave. He wants you for his mate, his wife and lover for life.”
Chapter 18
Megan thought her heart would stop. The shook from hearing the words “mate”, “wife” and “lover” sounded unbelievable. They had just met for heaven's sake! And he wanted her already? Just like that?
Why?
“That is the only reason why a vampire bonds himself to someone,” the woman went on. “The bond might be temporary, but I have never met a vampire more stubborn than Jaromir. If he wants you, then he will get you.”
Megan wanted to protest, to say that she wasn't that kind of girl who just gave in easily, but when she thought about Jaromir , she knew that it was exactly what she wanted to do. He made her knees weak and her heart race with just one look. She wanted him too, and she knew it had nothing to do with his powers. He wasn't here now and was unable to affect her, but she still felt drawn to him, still wanted to be in his arms and rest her head against his chest. His embrace had felt warm, and safe, but also strong and protective. She had felt as if she was home.
It had to be because of the bond, she assumed. If it wasn't his powers then it had to be the bond. At least, it was a good excuse to why she felt the way she did.
The woman closest to her said: “Well, I'm sure Jaromir can explain all this to you. Why don't you go and talk with him?”
Megan winced . That was the last thing she could do right now. She looked behind her shoulder and felt a sudden urge to run.
“I'm sorry, I have to go,” she said and looked behind her shoulder again. Jaromir could show up any minute. Stress filled her ... followed by an adrenaline kick. Was it from excitement? No, it couldn't be. The idea of her enjoying this was absurd. Right?
The woman frowned. “Aren't you going to talk with him?”
“ I can't, but thank you for all your help.”
Megan fled before they got the chance to ask her more questions.
Megan took the stairs to the next floor and ended up in a nice looking cafeteria with bright walls, crystal lamps and expensively dressed vampires. The re were too many vampires here, and Jaromir's scent on her drew their attention to her. Megan didn't like that. She backed out and kept running up the stairs. She needed to find a place away from people. Who knew how the other vampires would react. Just because she hadn't encountered any mean ones yet didn't mean that one of them wouldn't mind an early morning snack. Maybe some of them wouldn't respect that Jaromir had marked her as his.
When she reached the final floor , she was out of breath. Her cheeks felt hot and her legs were shaky from the fast run. She looked around and saw that she had reached the last floor. Two doors were in front of her. The one with the glass window led to another hallway from what she could see. The other door was made of metal, and it could only lead to one place.
The attic.
Deciding which door to
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