Dark Embrace. Brenda Joyce

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СКАЧАТЬ pushed the fear aside. She would not risk him bleeding to death. She turned and opened the linen closet, not far from the kitchen. She took several towels out and faced him. His gaze moved from the towels in her hands to her face.

      The distance of a small kitchenette separated them. She started forward slowly, in case he tried to seize her, or worse, turned into the Wolf and leapt at her.

      “Dinna!”

      She faltered by the kitchen counter. “Here.” She held out the largest towel.

      He looked even angrier.

      Brie tossed it at him.

      She thought he meant to catch it. Instead, he batted it away with one hand. Her gaze dropped of its own accord and she knew she flushed. “You need clothes—and medical attention,” she whispered, dragging her eyes upward. Their gazes locked.

      “I need power,” he said dangerously.

      Demons lusted for power. All evil did. Brie felt tears of fear and despair well. She somehow shook her head. “No.” That Wolf had been evil. That Wolf had destroyed those teenagers. How could this be her Aidan?

      He suddenly turned and picked up the towel, his every movement filled with raw fury. He wrapped it around his waist. When he looked at her with his blazing eyes, he said, “They were lost.”

      She trembled. He had just read her thoughts. “You don’t know that their souls couldn’t be reclaimed.”

      He snarled at her.

      “Are they all dead?”

      “Every last one,” he said savagely, as if triumphant.

      She wiped at her tears.

      “Ye cry for the deamhan boys?”

      She was crying for him. “No. I’m sorry. You saved me, and I’m judging you.”

      It was a moment before he spoke. “I hardly saved ye, Brianna,” he said, so softly that her heart skipped.

      Brie found her gaze fixed on his. Her tension changed. Desire charged through her body in response to his blatantly seductive tone.

      He knew. He smiled. “Ye ran. I hunted ye here,” he said as softly.

      He spoke as if he meant to take her to bed, not maul her to pieces. She became still, her body tight now, quivering, while fear surged. She began shaking her head. She wouldn’t believe it. She would never believe him capable of hurting her.

      She prayed that he had not fallen so far into black evil that he could do such a thing.

      But, dear God, she was standing face-to-face with the man she had just spent the past year dreaming of.

      Brie wet her lips and backed up.

      His lust escalated dangerously, changing. It overshadowed the anger, the hatred. The need to draw blood vanished. She began to feel dizzy, hollow and faint. Her heart was pounding so hard, it hurt. His gaze was on her face now, and the tension that throbbed between them seemed so charged, Brie thought the air might blaze.

      Brie closed her eyes. So much emotion and tension were swirling in the room, she was becoming confused. She had to keep a grip on her mind. She couldn’t desire him now! He was simply too dangerous.

      She fought for control, and when she opened her eyes, he looked oddly satisfied, as if he sensed her internal struggles. “Aidan, please sit down.” She swallowed, knowing she’d sounded like Tabby with her first-graders. “I can stop the bleeding until the medics get here.” Keeping up the pretense, she nodded toward the sofa.

      He laughed at her. “Dinna speak as if I’m a small boy. Three bullets can’t kill the son of a deamhan.”

      She went rigid. He could not be the son of a demon. Was this a bad, bad joke?

      “Aye,” he said, growling. “The greatest deamhan to ever walk Alba spawned me.”

      More tears rose. How could this be happening? “You’re a Master!”

      “Damn the gods,” he roared.

      She cringed, shocked. “They’ll hear you!”

      “I dinna care!”

      Brie did not move, searching his furious gaze. He hated the gods. She trembled, afraid for him.

      His blue eyes changed, becoming brilliant now, blinding. “Ah, Brianna,” he murmured. “Ye care so much.”

      His lust for power and sex made her reel. Her body fired on every possible cylinder, but she was also sickened in her heart. The rage and hatred, the lust, the frenzy of it all was too much for her to bear. “What happened to you?”

      “Come here,” he said softly.

      She tensed, instantly aware of what he intended.

      “Ye want to come to me, Brianna.”

      She did. She wanted nothing more, and suddenly she wasn’t sure why she was hesitating.

      He started.

      Brie thought his surprise was a response to her hesitation until her front door blew open and Nick stood there with his gun drawn.

      Brie came out of her trance. Before she could scream at Nick, Aidan seized her, his strength shocking, fury blazing through him into her. Brie gasped as he pulled her up against his rigid body, her back to his chest.

      Instead of feeling terror, a shocking sense of familiarity struck her.

      When he spoke to Nick, his breath feathered the side of her neck and ear, leaving her breathless. “Do ye really wish to see if ye can murder me…afore I murder her?” Aidan taunted.

      Brie clung to his strong forearm, which was locked beneath her breasts. His arm hurt her ribs terribly, reminding her that the sub might have bruised or fractured one of them. It was a welcome distraction from her conflicted senses, because she was acutely aware of his heart pounding slow and thick against her shoulder blades. Worse, he was only wearing her towel. There was no mistaking what was pulsing against her hip.

      But, blended with the sexual desire she felt from him, there was murderous intention.

      He seemed to hate Nick.

      “Brie, don’t move,” Nick ordered calmly, his blue eyes the coldest she had ever seen.

      “Nick, he saved me. Don’t kill him!” she cried, terrified for them both.

      Aidan jerked on her, clearly wanting her silent. “Ye seem fond o’ yer little woman,” he said to Nick mockingly. “Mayhap she should have summoned ye to her side, instead o’ me.”

      “Let her go. She’s an Innocent. You and I, we need to talk, calmly and reasonably, Aidan.”

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