That depended on what the Matriarchs had learned from Kuznetsov. The irony was, she would never know.
She turned to face Mal. He hadn’t moved. The dimness of the kitchen contrasted with the light in the hallway behind him. He was cast as a silhouette, tall, broad shouldered. His face was in shadow.
“You ask questions to which you have no right to know the answers,” she said.
He moved toward her, sinew and grace. Everything about him was shadow and pewter and ash. His hair. His clothing. Even the gray of his eyes had darkened in this light.
“Tell me anyway.”
She shrugged, not because the answer was of little import, but because there was nothing she could do to change it. She could only plan and prepare the best defense she could. “They will call a council. They will banish me at the very least. More likely, they will send a termination party.”
His lips tightened. “By termination, I assume you don’t mean that they’ll offer you a package with a gold watch and a ‘thank you kindly’ for your years with the company.”
“No.”
“I won’t let them hurt you.”
Both the declaration and tone were so outlandish that she couldn’t help but laugh. “How is my fate any of your concern?” She paused. “And what will you do, Mal? Stand guard over me every second of every day?”
“Nice. You called me Mal.” He slanted her a glance through his lashes, and his mouth took on a mulish slant. “Yeah, I’ll stand guard over you.” He raked his fingers back through his hair. As soon as he dropped his hand, the straight, sleek strands fell over his forehead once more. “You plan to just sit down and wait for them? Let them take you when they come?”
She blew out a heavy breath and pressed her fingers to her temples. “No. Of course not. I am not without skill. I will know when they come. I will stay a step ahead of them as long as I can.” She shrugged. “But eventually they will find me. I will fight. I will win—” she cut him a sidelong glance “—because I am good at what I do. At some point, they will send one I cannot escape, and then I will no longer be free. Perhaps, I will no longer be alive.”
“You say that like you don’t care.” He stepped toward her, his expression fierce.
She stared at him, stunned by his intensity, and whispered, “You say that like you do.”
“Of course I do.” He prowled closer still, until he was there right next to her, the heat of his body crossing the thin span of air between them. “Did you think I chased you to some fucking mountaintop dungeon because I had nothing better to do?”
“I think you chased after Kuznetsov.”
“Then why did I come after you first?”
She’d thought about that and come up with the obvious answer. From all he’d said, she understood that he had to know where to open a portal. That he had to have seen the place, or been there, or been told about it by another. He had seen the base of the mountain, and likely her prison room, through her dreams. He had no way to see where they held Kuznetsov.
So he’d come after her, likely hoping she could take him to his prey.
“You don’t know me. How can you possibly care what happens to me?” She shot him a look of pure ice. She knew exactly the image she projected. She had practiced it for decades, perfecting the facade of frigid calm, a mirage, an illusion. Inside, she was anything but calm.
“Silly.” He lifted his hand and brushed his thumb along her brow. Her pulse kicked up. “Little.” He traced the line of her nose. Her skin warmed. “Girl.” He rubbed her lower lip.
She was breathing too fast, shallow pants that made her chest rise and fall and gave her away. She knew he noticed because his gaze dipped then rose.
“What do you want?” she whispered.
“You.” His lips shaped the barest hint of a smile.
“Why?”
“I have no fucking clue.” He shook his head. “Call it the thunderbolt.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I know.” He paused. “Why did you come on to me at the club?”
“I didn’t know you were a supernatural. You masked your power.”
He nodded. “But why me?”
Truth? Lie? “Because you are beautiful. Because the way you moved made me think that you would—” She broke off. She’d already given more than she should.
He huffed a low laugh. “Yeah. I would.” He paused. “Why did you run away?”
“You know why.”
“Because I let my shields slip and you figured out I was a supernatural.”
“Yes.”
“And that’s too complicated.”
“Yes.”
“You prefer the no-strings approach.”
“Yes.”
He laughed then, a gorgeous rich sound that twined around her and through her and made her want to lean close against him and feel it rumble through his chest.
Sins of the Flesh
Eve Silver's books
- Sins of the Father
- Sins of the Demon
- Feral Sins
- Sins of the Night
- Sins of the Soul
- Ascendancy of the Last
- Blood of Aenarion
- Broods Of Fenrir
- Burden of the Soul
- Caradoc of the North Wind
- Cause of Death: Unnatural
- City of Ruins
- Dark of the Moon
- Demons of Bourbon Street
- Edge of Dawn
- Eye of the Oracle
- Freak of Nature
- Heart of the Demon
- Lady of Devices
- Lance of Earth and Sky
- Last of the Wilds
- Legacy of Blood
- Legend of Witchtrot Road
- Lord of the Wolfyn
- Of Gods and Elves
- Of Wings and Wolves
- Prince of Spies
- Professor Gargoyle
- Promise of Blood
- Secrets of the Fire Sea
- Shadows of the Redwood
- Sin of Fury
- Smugglers of Gor
- Sword of Caledor
- Sword of Darkness
- Talisman of El
- Threads of Desire (Spellcraft)
- Tricks of the Trade
- Visions of Magic
- Visions of Skyfire
- Well of the Damned
- Wings of Tavea
- Wings of the Wicked
- A Bridge of Years
- Chronicles of Raan
- Dawn of Swords(The Breaking World)
- A Draw of Kings
- Hunt the Darkness (Guardians of Eternity)
- Lord of the Hunt
- Master of War
- Mistfall(Book One of the Mistfall Series)
- The Gates of Byzantium
- The House of Yeel
- The Oath of the Vayuputras: Shiva Trilogy 3
- The Republic of Thieves #1
- The Republic of Thieves #2
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- A Quest of Heroes
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- Servant of the Empire
- Gates of Rapture
- Reaper (End of Days)
- This Side of the Grave
- Magician's Gambit (Book Three of The Belgariad)
- Skin Game: A Novel of the Dresden Files
- Murder of Crows
- The Queen of the Tearling
- A Tale of Two Castles
- Mark of the Demon
- Blood of the Demon
- The Other Side of Midnight
- Vengeance of the Demon: Demon Novels, Book Seven (Kara Gillian 7)
- Cold Burn of Magic
- Of Noble Family
- Wrath of a Mad God ( The Darkwar, Book 3)
- King of Foxes
- Daughter of the Empire
- Mistress of the Empire
- Krondor : Tear of the Gods (Riftwar Legacy Book 3)
- Shards of a Broken Crown (Serpentwar Book 4)
- Rise of a Merchant Prince
- End of Days (Penryn and the End of Day #3)
- Servant of the Empire
- Talon of the Silver Hawk
- Shadow of a Dark Queen
- The Cost of All Things
- The Wicked (A Novella of the Elder Races)
- Night's Honor (A Novel of the Elder Races Book 7)
- Born of Silence
- Born of Shadows
- Kiss of the Night (Dark Hunter Series – Book 7)
- Born Of The Night (The League Series Book 1)
- The Council of Mirrors
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- Born of Defiance
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