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balcony.
How do you feel? he asked.
She didn t pretend not to understand him. Different. Me, but more than me.
He nodded, understanding what she meant. Although it had happened a long time ago, he would never
forget what it had been like to wake as vampire instead of human for the very first time. Of course, his
change had been a bit different for it had come with a raging, unquenchable thirst.
You ve assumed your full identity, tapped into your paranormal lineage.
She looked up at him, studying him with that direct brown gaze. How do you know?
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The Sisters said something like this might happen.
You might have warned me. What other bits of wisdom are you holding back?
He shook his head. That s all. But he felt a niggling sense of guilt for there were other things they d
intimated that he wasn t ready to mention to her. As always, his mind trod the familiar groove of
W.W.O.D. what would Oxanna do? She would likely counsel him not to withhold any scrap of
information from Akila, especially something that was potentially life-altering.
Akila leaned her arms on the railing and gazed at the view. Her hip cocked, jutting her ass at a
fetching angle. The extra-long T-shirt she wore rode high in back, revealing her plain white underwear. It
contrasted beautifully with her smooth, brown legs.
Valarian swallowed his rising lust and looked away. It would be easy enough to fuck that sweet ass,
but at the moment he d rather take the more complicated route of having a real conversation. He moved to
stand beside her, resting his forearms on the railing.
You ve been through a lot these past couple of days. What do you think about it all?
She paused before answering. To be honest, when I got here I had the idea I d use the experience
and I imagined the invitation was for some wild sex orgy to write an exposé about you. Even after you
showed me what you are, I still imagined how the headline would look with my byline underneath it.
Billionaire Philanthropist Shows Fangs by Akila Massri.
He smiled, unsurprised by her admission. But you changed your mind?
The talk about destiny and saving the world kind of made my agenda look small. A sardonic smile
curved her lips. But now that I ve come to know and care for Jacob, she glanced at him, and for you, I
wouldn t write about you. Not unless you agreed. I still feel we could nip Overton s bid for power by
revealing what he is, but, as you say, that would expose all of your kind to scrutiny.
Valarian chose to ignore her subtle bid for him to change his mind. You have trouble saying the
word, don t you?
What? Vampire? She maintained composure for about a second, then burst out laughing. Yes. It
just sounds so ridiculous. Part of me is still waiting to wake up from all this ancient prophecies, gods and
vampires and magical babies. Even the amazing three-way sex. This is so not my life.
She fell silent and he waited for her to continue, guessing she had more to say.
But I have to admit tonight something shifted and clicked into place. The change in me, the sense
that I could be more than I ve always thought I was. I m just not certain what that means.
He reached out and rested a hand on her back. Well, you don t have to figure it out tonight.
Akila fixed her gaze on him, leaning her cheek on her hand. You re enough of a puzzle all on your
own. I m never quite sure what to expect from you. Sometimes you seem dangerous, barely leashed. Other
times, like now, you re so gentle and& almost courtly.
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He patted her, then took his hand away before he reached down and grabbed a handful of her ass. I
told you I m working to overcome my nature. It s a slow process.
Who was the person who made you want to change? You must have loved her, or him, very much.
Valarian turned away from her assessing gaze. He d never talked about Oxanna and didn t intend to
start now.
Tell me about her. Akila s quiet voice fell somewhere between a command and an entreaty as she
threw down the gauntlet.
The memory of brown eyes as earnest as Akila s, but more trusting, filled his mind. She was a
simple country girl living outside a village in the Ukraine. No different from hundreds of other simple
country girls I d fucked or fed on in the course of my life. To this day I don t know what stopped me from
using or killing her. I don t know what was different about that night, or about her.
Love at first sight, Akila said.
He shot her a glance. Not that romantic. I did bite her and fuck her and planned to leave her behind,
grateful to still be alive. But she got me talking, and then laughing. And pretty soon, listening to her. I came
back another night, and another. Like Scheherazade, she had me wrapped around her finger, listening to her
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