TO TAME A HAWK
His eyes were preternaturally bright.
She panted into his face.
Adam glowered and shook her cruelly. "I said, where have you been?"
When she still didn't answer, Adam slid his hand up her neck to her throat and squeezed. "Your life means nothing to me, Gypsy." His eyes were as icy as his voice.
Haltingly, Esmerelda told him everything, begging Adam to save the man she loved, to use his unnatural pow-ers and restore his life.
So she knew his identity. He wasn't surprised. The Rom were well versed in the ancient ways. "If you know who I am, Gypsy whore, you know I don't give a damn about your wishes or anyone else's, for that matter. And I certainly