and put a shaky hand to her forehead, trying to gain her composure and perspective.
“But what?” Sebastian’s voice came out in a low snarl. She tried to control the anger that raced through her. She wasn’t mad at Alex.
“But this is us, Sebastian,” she said and smiled slightly. “There’s no power play between us. Well, I may have a bit more power here.” She reached up to touch Sebastian’s face; she was taken aback when Sebastian flinched and snarled. “Sebastian?”
Sebastian stepped back, “Go, Alex,” she said in a husky voice. “Now, before—”
Alex stood her ground. “No, I’m not leaving. Please.” Alex touched her arm, amazed at the heat she felt beneath her fingers—and the muscle mass. She had never seen this before—not like this. She listened to the labored breathing coming from Sebastian.
“Sebastian?” she asked. A guttural snarl was her response. She quelled the urge to run screaming into the night. “Sebastian, please.”
“No!” Sebastian snarled and leapt over Alex.
Alex whirled around and caught a glimpse of what she thought was Sebastian nearly flying out of the room.
She stood in the dark room breathing heavily and staring at the empty doorway. “Oh, no, ya don’t,” she said and dressed.
Sebastian stood on the rooftop, her arms folded across her chest. She stared into the night, trying to calm the anger and fear that still rippled through her body.
Fear. Sebastian was afraid, afraid that she could harm Alex, afraid that Alex would leave, afraid that she would stay and somehow get caught in the foray that Sebastian knew was going to happen. And when Alex told her that she, not Sebastian, had the power between them, Sebastian was caught off-guard. The fiery redhead had the nerve to stand right in front of her and proclaim her power over the five hundred-year-old vampire.
Sebastian scowled and shook her head, realizing the truth. Dr. Alex Taylor certainly did possess the power. Whom should she fear more—Alex or Nicholae ?
As she leaned against the stone wall that surrounded the rooftop, her thoughts wandered to Nicholae . He would not let her go; she knew that. She had only hoped he would.
“Why won’t he leave me alone?”
She growled and slammed her fist on the cement wall. Shards of mortar flew in every direction as the rage rippled through her once again, and once again, she tried to control it. Between Leigh and Tatiana’s death, Sebastian found herself far too angry for her liking. She felt her muscles begin to tighten and expand as she tried to calm herself. She could almost hear her blood racing through her veins as her fangs protruded and her hunger started.
“No!” She threw her head back and howled into the night.
“Sebastian!”
She whirled around, letting out a low growl. There stood Alex, wild-eyed and shivering.
“Go! Damn you,” she said with a snarl. She saw the stunned look on Alex’s face. Then in the next instant, she saw the defiant glare.
“No, I will not go,” Alex yelled back and marched up to her.
Sebastian let out a snarl. “I warn you, Alex. I—” She stopped and took a deep breath. Her need and desire for Alex was overwhelming. However, at this moment, she could not trust herself. She watched the vein in Alex’s neck pulsing wildly and could almost taste the tender flesh she had feasted on before. She visualized her teeth sinking deep into that vein, losing all control, possessing Alex completely until…
“No!” Sebastian let out an unearthly howl and leapt off the rooftop.
She heard Alex’s scream as her body changed and she flew weightlessly away from the old house and into the woods.
Alex nearly leapt off the rooftop in an attempt to stop Sebastian. She was stunned to see Sebastian’s body, in a flash, effortlessly disappear into the woods. Rooted to the spot, she stared into the darkness; the wind howling through the trees was the only sound.
“Tell me I didn’t just see the woman I love morph
“But what?” Sebastian’s voice came out in a low snarl. She tried to control the anger that raced through her. She wasn’t mad at Alex.
“But this is us, Sebastian,” she said and smiled slightly. “There’s no power play between us. Well, I may have a bit more power here.” She reached up to touch Sebastian’s face; she was taken aback when Sebastian flinched and snarled. “Sebastian?”
Sebastian stepped back, “Go, Alex,” she said in a husky voice. “Now, before—”
Alex stood her ground. “No, I’m not leaving. Please.” Alex touched her arm, amazed at the heat she felt beneath her fingers—and the muscle mass. She had never seen this before—not like this. She listened to the labored breathing coming from Sebastian.
“Sebastian?” she asked. A guttural snarl was her response. She quelled the urge to run screaming into the night. “Sebastian, please.”
“No!” Sebastian snarled and leapt over Alex.
Alex whirled around and caught a glimpse of what she thought was Sebastian nearly flying out of the room.
She stood in the dark room breathing heavily and staring at the empty doorway. “Oh, no, ya don’t,” she said and dressed.
Sebastian stood on the rooftop, her arms folded across her chest. She stared into the night, trying to calm the anger and fear that still rippled through her body.
Fear. Sebastian was afraid, afraid that she could harm Alex, afraid that Alex would leave, afraid that she would stay and somehow get caught in the foray that Sebastian knew was going to happen. And when Alex told her that she, not Sebastian, had the power between them, Sebastian was caught off-guard. The fiery redhead had the nerve to stand right in front of her and proclaim her power over the five hundred-year-old vampire.
Sebastian scowled and shook her head, realizing the truth. Dr. Alex Taylor certainly did possess the power. Whom should she fear more—Alex or Nicholae ?
As she leaned against the stone wall that surrounded the rooftop, her thoughts wandered to Nicholae . He would not let her go; she knew that. She had only hoped he would.
“Why won’t he leave me alone?”
She growled and slammed her fist on the cement wall. Shards of mortar flew in every direction as the rage rippled through her once again, and once again, she tried to control it. Between Leigh and Tatiana’s death, Sebastian found herself far too angry for her liking. She felt her muscles begin to tighten and expand as she tried to calm herself. She could almost hear her blood racing through her veins as her fangs protruded and her hunger started.
“No!” She threw her head back and howled into the night.
“Sebastian!”
She whirled around, letting out a low growl. There stood Alex, wild-eyed and shivering.
“Go! Damn you,” she said with a snarl. She saw the stunned look on Alex’s face. Then in the next instant, she saw the defiant glare.
“No, I will not go,” Alex yelled back and marched up to her.
Sebastian let out a snarl. “I warn you, Alex. I—” She stopped and took a deep breath. Her need and desire for Alex was overwhelming. However, at this moment, she could not trust herself. She watched the vein in Alex’s neck pulsing wildly and could almost taste the tender flesh she had feasted on before. She visualized her teeth sinking deep into that vein, losing all control, possessing Alex completely until…
“No!” Sebastian let out an unearthly howl and leapt off the rooftop.
She heard Alex’s scream as her body changed and she flew weightlessly away from the old house and into the woods.
Alex nearly leapt off the rooftop in an attempt to stop Sebastian. She was stunned to see Sebastian’s body, in a flash, effortlessly disappear into the woods. Rooted to the spot, she stared into the darkness; the wind howling through the trees was the only sound.
“Tell me I didn’t just see the woman I love morph
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