Christine Feehan [Dark 21] Dark Peril (epub)

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.There was so much violence in the world, especially, it seemed to her, against women.What had this woman done to anyone? She’d been living her life, happy.Now, her father lay dead and her throat was crushed.It all seemed so senseless to Solange.She’d spent nearly every day of her life working to prevent just such atrocities, and yet she seemed to fail at every turn.“I’m sorry I wasn’t here,” she murmured softly.Sometimes it felt as though she was always late, always just a little short, and the last couple of days had been bad ones.She removed Marguarita’s shoes and socks and drew a blanket over her.It would be up to the people on the ranch to see to her care now.“How are they going to explain all this?”“They have doctors in the family,” Dominic said from behind her.She whirled around, a growl emerging.No one snuck up on her.She was cat.She scented the presence of others, yet there he stood, taking up the room with his wide shoulders and powerful frame.“How did you get in here?”“I used another form.It seemed easier than trying to remain unseen by the workers.Are you ready to go?”He spoke in that same gentle voice, but she knew there was an edge to him.There had been ever since she’d given her blood to Zacarias.She tried to figure out what she’d done wrong.It had been a long while since she’d spent so much time in anyone’s company, and especially the company of a man.How could she be what he wanted when she could barely force herself to speak to him? Was a relationship supposed to be so difficult, or was she making it that way? She had no idea how to act.What to feel or think.Or say.Especially say.Solange wanted to tell him she knew she could be all he could ever need, but she didn’t believe it.She didn’t want another woman touching him, sharing his time, his life, even his laughter or conversation.She knew she had somehow taken an irreversible step when she’d told him the truth about her blood.She’d opened the door for the possibility of a future.She was terrified of the consequences.She didn’t give her heart into a man’s keeping, it just wasn’t done.Yet she couldn’t stop herself from wanting him.He took away the utter loneliness she’d endured for most of her life.She told herself it wasn’t real, that he’d been her dream and she’d given the real man her dream man’s characteristics, but she knew better.Dominic was—Dominic.He was also Dragonseeker, and that gave her more pause than him being male.She’d heard the name Dragonseeker.The title had been whispered, a legend.A terrifying myth.Even the De La Cruz brothers inadvertently lowered their voices when speaking of the Dragonseeker.She hadn’t thought him real, more a story told in Carpathian society, a great warrior, a fierce fighter, so strong no one in his lineage had ever turned vampire.She had seen the respect Zacarias gave him, and Zacarias respected few.She knew Zacarias had a fierce reputation as well, yet he had definitely stepped back from Dominic.It was difficult to equate the man who treated her so gently with the whispered legend.She took a quick look up at his face.She could see the stamp of ruthlessness there in those lines etched so deep.He had given her the best moments of her life in the short time they’d been together, but at what price? He was not someone she could ever push around, and she had a fiery temperament.What would happen when she opened her mouth and the wrong thing came out?“Solange?” he prompted.“Are you ready?” He held out his hand to her.Her heart jumped into her throat.She could never take his hand publicly.What if someone saw her? She would look girly.weak.Her pulse went wild.Frantic.He simply looked at her, his ever-changing eyes on her face, compelling her to step forward and put her hand in his.Women did it all the time, held hands with their man.She rubbed her palms along her thighs in agitation.He didn’t drop his hand, only continued to look at her.She scented the air and licked her suddenly dry lips, her gaze flicking toward the door, checking for anyone close.“Look at me,” Dominic instructed.“Only at me.It does not matter what anyone else thinks or feels.Only me.”“It’s just that.” She trailed off under his burning gaze.Why couldn’t she just do such a simple thing? What was wrong with her? She found herself shaking her head, stepping back away from him, knowing she was blowing the only chance she had at happiness, but unable to reach for his hand.He didn’t waver.Didn’t drop his arm.He crooked his finger at her.“I am aware of the location of every person on this ranch, and aware of your fears.Do you not trust me to look out for you?”She wanted to sob at the look in those piercing blue eyes [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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