Allegiance (The Penton Vampire Legacy) by Susannah Sandlin

Author:Susannah Sandlin [Sandlin, Susannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2014-06-09T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

With twilight’s approach came Cage’s gradual awakening. For most vampires it was sudden, that magical moment when the sun dropped below the horizon and awareness dawned. It was a gentle nudge to awaken you from a deep sleep, and you’d blink, groggy and disoriented for only a split second before sentience returned. That’s how it had been with Cage at first. But after he’d been turned about two decades, he’d begun awakening more gradually, and he considered it a gift. Edward had told him his powers were growing and he might one day reach that master vampire strength. A real mixed bag, that. Responsibility was a burden as well as a gift, and if one had the powers that came with master status, one had an obligation to use them.

Still, it was a deliciously human experience, burrowing under one’s duvet for the odd half hour to enjoy the peace and quiet while other vampires slept on.

When one wasn’t alone, the sensation was especially nice. Not that he’d enjoyed company in his daysleep for quite a few years. Well, decades. And never consistently.

The thought of waking next to a woman made him think of sex, a subject his cock found of extreme interest.

The thought of sex made him think of Robin Ashton. What a bad idea sex with his little bird would be. The woman was insane. And dangerous. His cock thought that was even more interesting.

The thought of not having sex with Robin made him think of Melissa, which woke him fully, persuaded his cock that no further encouragement would be forthcoming, and ruined the enjoyment of even solitary duvet burrowing.

They had to talk. Tonight. Now. Well, as soon as she woke. Wouldn’t do much good to let her down gently if she wasn’t conscious, although it would be considerably less stressful for him.

Cage sat up and threw off the thick, soft cover, his limbs still heavy with the last dregs of daysleep. They should’ve talked last night, but by the time he and Melissa had gotten her car, and she’d shared Mirren’s theories about the order in which Matthias probably wanted them to die—with both of them near the top of the list—they’d had to hoof it to get settled before sunrise.

Once they’d maneuvered the locks, the subbasement spaces beneath the abandoned Quik Mart weren’t so different from the ones Will had designed under the old clinic. Big rooms, thick walls, and luxury furnishings Aidan must’ve had brought in by the truckload.

Mirren had left them an envelope taped to the hallway wall, with keys inside to adjacent rooms. They’d each taken a key and stood in the corridor like bloody idiots for a good thirty seconds, dithering. He didn’t know whether to shake her hand or kiss her. If he shook her hand, it might feel like a brush-off. He might not see a future for them as lovers, but he did want her as a friend. Last thing he wanted to do was hurt her.

If he kissed her good night, or good morning in this instance, it sent a signal he couldn’t follow up on.

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