Marcus nodded to Yoanna as she gently and persistently guided the still protesting Sinn down into a chair. Her whole body was shaking in reaction to the fight and the adrenaline pumping through her. Every tremor tugged at the ragged wounds the spirit had cut into her and made her gasp a little. She looked like she had taken on a rampaging Werewolf with her bare hands and barely made it out alive. “Yoanna, I will get one of our healers in to take a look at her… They can make sure everything is okay before you…” he gestured vaguely, knowing that for whatever reason she was keeping her ability to heal Sinn secret.
“Thank you, Marcus.” As the big Vampire left them, Yoanna gently eased the dagger out of Sinn’s shaking hand and replaced it with her hand to give them both something to hold on to.
“Ella…”
“I know, Sinn. That shouldn’t have been able to happen. All the magic defences around the gr
Yoanna licked and sucked the blood off Sinn’s tongue until she got to the fresh taste of her underneath. Kissing gently, mapping the plush curves of Sinn’s lips with her own, she drew back gradually. Their breathing was ragged, breath warming each other’s lips. “I want nothing more than to drink you down right now but… triple bad news time. Firstly, your blood is starting to get the kind of attention you don’t want. “Secondly, I want your other wounds checking out before I heal you and then maybe I can make some more pleasant ones. And thirdly…” “Thirdly?” “Ella is on her way over right now to make sure the second one happens. But, don’t you worry, once we get you all patched up, that blood you’re offering up so willingly, is mine.” Tucking a strand of hair back behind her ear, Yoanna trailed the tip of her finger over Sinn’s pulse and felt it jump in anticipation. The throatily purred words were full of dark promi
As soon as the door opened Ella was nearly knocked back by the wall of sound as voices rose and clashed together that made it impossible for her to believe there was only four people in the bedroom. But four there was. Three healers and one utterly furious Sinn in the middle of them trying determinedly to make her way towards the door.“Leave me the hell alone!”“You need to calm down!”“Don’t you fucking tell me what to do! And if you try and stab me with that goddamn needle again I’ll show you what I can do with one!”“Miss!”“It’s just to help calm you down!”“Get off me!”“Please! Your hand is still bleeding!”“We need to stop that for you!”“Get the hell out of my way!&rdquo
“Are you okay, Ella?” Stepping over a toppled lamp, which was surprisingly the only thing that seemed to have been knocked over in the whole room, Grace hurried to Ella’s side and steadied her as she pushed herself away from the wall where she had been pinned.“Better than I thought I would be after that went off… whatever that was.” Dragging her eyes away from the bed, Ella looked at Grace, checking that she really was okay and searching her eyes to see if she might know what had happened but the healer looked just as confused as she was.“Yeah,” Grace glanced at the bed nervously. All was quiet upon it but she couldn’t help but wonder if it wasn’t too quiet. “That was… a hell of a thing.”Ella touched Grace’s arm gently. “Are you okay? Jacob, Heather, how are you?”“We’re okay… well
“Sinn, what are you doing?” Striding into the back room of Eric’s security office, Ella looked in disbelief at the expertly opened gun lockers. They were supposed to be the best and most secure available, un-crackable and strong enough to withstand Werewolves and even the much stronger Vampires and yet Sinn had managed to open them all to get to her weapons.Turning, Sinn finished putting the magazine back in her gun, slapping it home so she was sure it was locked in before chambering a round and sliding the weapon into her shoulder holster. “I’m leaving, Ella. That’s what I’m doing.”“Does Yoanna know?”“I do now.”Sinn’s breath caught as Yoanna swept into the room looking every inch the Queen even dressed for bed, amazingly sexy and just a little pissed off as she took in what she was doing. “I thought…&rdquo
“Now, what is it you- Mmmm,” hands clutching at Sinn’s borrowed shirt, Yoanna hung on for dear life as Sinn’s mouth slanted down and claimed hers with even more hunger and passion than before. Warm hands stroked over her back, long fingers burning through the sheer fabric of her nightclothes and making her ache to feel their touch with nothing between them. The press of her strong muscular thigh sliding between her legs had her crying out, threatening to strip away all common sense.Bracing her hands against her, Yoanna reluctantly put some distance between herself and the temptation of her soft lips as they strained to get back to hers. “Sinn, I thought you wanted to wait?” she panted raggedly.“Next time,” Sinn growled as she reached for Yoanna again. “I want to do this… I need to do this.” She knew all too well what she’d said but she needed to feel the passion and c
Ella looked up from her book and glanced at her wristwatch as she heard Sinn enter the room. “Well I thought you would be gone longer than that… and no broken windows,” she grinned. “Sinn… what’s wrong?” Her teasing fell away as she saw the tense set of her friends whole body.“Nothing,” Sinn gritted out.Half expecting it to swing open at any second to admit Yoanna, Ella looked behind Sinn to the door. “Is Yoanna okay?”“She’s fine. Don’t worry, she’s still in one piece… and alive. Look, could you do something for me?”“I’ll try, what do you need?”“Do you know anyone around here that can do psychic profiling? Don’t work with them often myself. I do know some but it would take too long to get anything to them.”“There’s one I trust that’s helped us and the police before, bit of a recl
“Sinn, I’ve got Yoanna with me… Sinn?!” Ella looked around the too quiet library with a feeling of rising desperation.“She’s gone, Ella,” Yoanna stated with conviction as she entered the library behind Ella. She had known long before the door had opened that her tricky Sinn had fled. The shirt she had left behind though had enough of her scent on it to stop Yoanna from being able to tell before they got there which direction she had gone. But why feel the need for deception when she and Ella knew she was leaving anyway? That was the real question.“She couldn’t have gotten far. Damn it! Knew she was agitated so I came straight for you instead of getting the shirt she asked for. She was acting so… well… old school, Sinn. Very aggressive and bullish. I thought maybe she was having a relapse or something and needed more blood to heal.”“The sh
Once Sinn was sure that no one had followed her from the mansion, she pulled over at the side of the road out of sight of any passing traffic and turned off the engine. Her hand trembled as she shakily removed her helmet and hooked it over the handlebar before she could drop it. Closing her eyes, she raked in a shuddering breath and tried to hold back the tears that had been stinging her eyes and threatening to fall since she had seen Yoanna watching her from the library window as she’s started her bike and rode away.Even though it was something she had to do, though she was sure that Yoanna wouldn’t see it that way. Leaving her how she had, seeing the hurt and confusion in her eyes, had been the hardest thing Sinn had ever had to do. And in her life, she had had to do, and come to terms, with things that would have destroyed many people.She wished she could have told them, warned them with more than a cryptic note. But she cou