Christine Feehan 5 CARPATHIAN NOVELS by Christine Feehan

Author:Christine Feehan [Feehan, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jove
Published: 2011-09-06T04:00:00+00:00

10

Natalya hurried through the progression of symbols to open the exit. She wanted out of the cave more than anything else. Keeping her back to Vikirnoff, she glanced over her shoulder at him then looked quickly back at what she was doing. “I should never have considered the idea of removing your memories. Whether I could have or not is irrelevant. It’s offensive. It’s not right. The idea that someone tampered with my brain, deliberately removed my childhood and who knows what else, is so disturbing I can’t even tell you. I have flashes of things I can’t remember and it’s maddening.”

The door creaked open and light spilled in nearly blinding both of them. Natalya covered her eyes with her hands. “Is it morning already?”

“No, but it is close to dawn and we have been underground for hours. Give your eyes a moment to adjust.” His arm curved around her shoulders and for a moment, she rested against his body.

“How are we going to get this thing completely off of my leg?” She ran her fingers over his arm, breathing in fresh air.

“In a day or two I will be at full strength. If I still cannot remove it, we will take you to a strong healer. In the meantime, you must be very careful.”

His fingers continued working at the nape of her neck, a small massage to ease the tension out of her. It felt amazing, a gift she couldn’t remember having before. It was such a small thing, but she’d been alone for so long without someone to comfort her, to talk with her, laugh or argue.

She acknowledged the longing with wariness. She and Vikirnoff had shared too much too fast and Natalya didn’t trust it—him—or herself. Emotionally she was battered and bruised with reliving the past and witnessing the murders of her father, mother and grandmother. She was too vulnerable and she wasn’t about to give herself away on those terms. She needed distance from Vikirnoff to regain her perspective and strength.

Natalya forced her spine to stiffen and stepped out into the predawn open air. They were on the mountain, but nowhere near the peak and certainly nowhere near the entrance they’d used. The breeze ruffled her hair and touched her face as she drew the fresh air into her lungs. Mist hung heavy above them, but at the lower elevation, the air was free of any preternatural warnings. She glanced over her shoulder to Vikirnoff and her breath caught in her throat. Out in the open she could see the damage done by the vampires, the scores of cuts and claw marks, the streaks of acid burns, and the terrible chunk out of his neck that had been cauterized and was black with burned blood and flesh. His chest wound stained his shirt red and his skin was unbelievably pale.

“You look awful.”

“Let’s get back to the inn before the sun rises,” he answered.

“Can you get us back there? The tiger could carry you, but we’re a long way from home.

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