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you so much; come to bed with me."
"I would like that; I wish I could stay here." Tanz rested his head on Rio's
shoulder.
"Nox gave me orders; I'm to leave immediately. I'm staying in his penthouse. My
things are already there. Nox said Aria would most likely be in Moon Fire and
suffering."
"Lady's blood, I've not thought of that probability. I must come with you; if this
is true she'll need me."
"No! If this is a Druik trick, they won't be expecting me. Let me go, Rio. If she
belongs to you, I'll bring her back . . . I promise."
"But if she's in Moon Fire she'll be in pain, she'll need my scent to placate her."
"I've magyck to deal with that and Nox assures me another bite will restore her
Moon Fire almost immediately. We can scry her, Rio, to see what's happening," he said,
reaching for the hand mirror on the vanity.
They sat on the bed and stared into the mirror. Rio concentrated on Aria and cast
the scrying spell. The mirror became a mass of thunderclouds swirling, first one way
and then the other before it cleared. The darkened room showed a lump on the bed, a
heap of writhing, pitiful female. Aria's bone white face came into view. Rio touched the
surface and moaned. Her eyes were closed and rimmed with dark circles; her bruised
body looked so frail.
"She's still at Nox's hotel; I must go to her."
Tanz's hand clasped on his arm and he growled then turned to look into Tanz's
emerald gaze.
"No, let me do this . . . for us. Give me the tunic you wore today; your scent will
sooth her enough to listen to me."
Rio pressed his tunic into Tanz's hands. "I love her, Tanz."
"I know."
His gaze held Tanz's for a split second; his heart thundered. His lover slipped
from the bed, made a Circle of Light, and stepped through.
Chapter Thirteen
Aria lifted her head to the rap on the door; those damn cleaners would not leave
her alone. She screamed in frustration, dragging the sheet over her head. "Go away."
"I'm coming in." The male voice replied.
Drawing the sheet from her sweat-soaked body, she peered out as a shadow
slipped into the room.
"Stay where you are . . . I've got a gun!"
She bristled with fear. The intruder replied with a soft chuckle. Lord, she could
smell him, and his earthy scent sent a quiver straight to her belly.
"I know different, Aria. I'm Tanz, Rio sent me."
Aria sat bolt upright in bed, clutching the sheets to her naked breasts and staring
into the shadows.
"That asshole left me! Lying, cheating bastard promised me the earth and then
told me, 'Sorry, Aria, I made a mistake.' He took my book when he left. Fucking pig, he's
given me some sort of sex mad virus and . . . it hurts."
A tremble went through her the moment the man turned on a lamp. He looked
like a faerie straight out of a children's novel. Long, almost white curls tumbled over his
shoulders. He smiled and moss green almond eyes sparkled. He had high cheekbones
and a turned up nose, and Lord, the most glorious dimples. He stood tall, with a
sculptured body and muscles, the kind that moved under his clothes at every step. So,
this is the Fae male that Rio loves, my rival, the man he left me to be with. He had the fucking
gall to send him what for? To show him off?
"I'm guessing you're the faerie Rio loves? If so, where are your wings?"
"I have wings. Yes, Rio loves me but he loves you too. I'm here to help you
transform, if you'll let me," he said, stepping closer and dropping a black tunic on the
bed.
Pain racked her body the instant Rio's pungent scent flowed to her from the
tunic. Her pussy began to weep with need; she gasped and crawled into a tight ball.
"Take it away."
Tanz stepped forward, picked up Rio's tunic, and flung it on a chair. The
darkened room stank; the entire suite reeked of sex, sweat, stale food, and rampantly
aroused female. The room was frigid, the fire long gone, and yet her skin glistened with
sweat. Overcome with compassion, he sat on the edge of the bed, taking in the bruises
on her face and neck, and Rio's prominent bite. What had he done to her to damage her
like this? Lady's blood, had he beaten her? Recalling the tenderness Rio had always
shown him, he tried to dismiss this abhorrent possibility from his head. He needed to
get her out of this room. Thank the gods he had finally conquered the ability to jump.
Clearing his throat, he met her emerald gaze. "Where are your bags? You must leave
this room and get cleaned up"
"And why do you think I'm prepared to trust you?" she replied, lifting the sheet
to her chin.
Tanz sighed. "Well, I could make you agree to anything I want, but as you are in
no condition to help yourself, I suggest you do what I say. On the other hand, do you
have a Human you want me to call? Maybe someone will understand when you tell them
you've been bitten by a shape-shifter, you hear voices, and you have an insatiable lust
for sex."
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