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“You know something we don’t?” I doubt Irina will be able to control herself if she thinks she has me in her clutches again.
“They think she is O negative and still human. They are greedy bastards, but none of them wish to die.” Rolling his shoulders, he turns to Sebastian. “Now what?”
“Now we get ready for a ball,” Sebastian says grimly, and I can’t help but laugh.
“Oh, come on, grandpa.” Winking, I tug him towards the common area. “It can’t be that you have forgotten how to have fun.”
“I don’t see the fun in this disaster.” He grumbles, letting me drag him further into the hotel, Marcus and Andrei falling in step with us.
“That’s where you are wrong, tesoro. Chaos is always so much fun.” My smile hurts my cheeks when Marcus and Andrei chuckle uneasily.
Chapter Sixty-Nine
SEBASTIAN
“She is hiding something.” A muscle ticks in my jaw like a heartbeat.
“Hiding what?” Marcus squares off with me, his fists clenched at his sides. It seems like Marcus and Andrei have taken it upon themselves to be April’s liaisons.
“You are pushing your luck, amico.” My voice sounds tired, even to my own ears. “I have no strength to fight with you.”
“She told you to feed,” Andrei chirps in from behind the bar.
It’s where I hide now, so I don’t go insane from April. The damn dog growling at me as soon as he sees me is not helping either. The rest of our people steer clear from both of us, sensing the tension in the air.
After she dragged me into the reception hall, April looked around as if searching for someone, power radiating from her in waves. Pushing away from me, she settled in one corner, and she’s been ignoring me since.
“I don’t know what I have done.” Centuries old and I’m lost on how to handle a woman. “Pathetic!” Exploding from the barstool, I pace the length of the bar. “She reduced me to a pathetic, lovesick fool.”
Marcus coughs, Andrei chokes, but they wisely keep their mouths shut. Anger bubbles up like lava in my gut. My claws sharpen, digging into the skin of my palms while I clench my fists.
“You want some whiskey?” Andrei waves the bottle at me.
“No.” Continuing my pacing, my nostrils flare with each harsh exhale. “What I want is to know what’s in her head. She found a way to block the bond. She is planning something. I know it.” An idea struck me. “Can you two feel her through the bond you have with me?”
“They can’t.” April is leaning on the doorframe with her arms crossed over her chest.
Drinking in the sight of her, my gaze scans her from head to toe. Her dark hair cascades over her shoulders, grazing the top of her breasts. Rounded hips and beautifully shaped legs are wrapped in jeans that she must’ve found somewhere in the hotel. My cock hardens, pressing on the pants I took from Marcus. I still haven’t washed or found something suitable to wear.
I’m a mess.
“You need to feed.” That’s all she ever says to me now.
“What I need is to know what is going through that head of yours.” Taking a step towards her, I halt when her eyes sharpen.
“I took too much blood from you.” Holding me captive in her dark gaze, she presses on. “Aren’t you wondering why you are losing the hold on your control, and why you’re so irritated?” Stepping inside, she lets the door close shut behind her. “In a few hours, we will need to be in full control of ourselves. Especially you, if you want to be done with those old fools once and for all.”
And that’s the problem right there. I don’t want to feed from anyone else. My eyes flick to her neck with a mind of their own, and I clench one fist. Showing weakness is not something I do.Well, not something I’ve done, until she came running headfirst into my life. I was looking for her, but it was April that found me.
Pushing at the new bond between us, frustration eats me inside when I hit the impenetrable wall she placed between us.
“You know that’s not possible right now.” Her gaze softens for a moment before she catches herself. “Not yet.”
“I can find someone that will be happy to bleed for you.” Determined, Marcus moves to leave. “I’ll be right back.”
“Not Sara.” April’s words freeze us all where we stand. So softly spoken but such a strong command, we all feel it like a punch to the chest.
With a nod, Marcus disappears through the door, leaving the three of us standing in the silence. I fight the smirk that wants to lift my lips, barely managing to keep my face impassive. It warms my dark soul that she shows jealousy. However, I doubt that what I find endearing will be welcomed as teasing at the moment. Even with her calm demeanor, April seems tense and coiled up. What I wouldn’t give to be inside her head. She is plotting something. I know it.
