Dark Assassin by Dena Christy

Author:Dena Christy
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2017-07-19T14:03:31.303511+00:00

CHAPTER 11

The convulsions began shortly after dawn on the third and final day of Samara’s transformation. Humans who went through this part of the change usually died at this point, their brains going into seizure.

Eric was on the bed beside her and he reached out to roll her onto her side away from him, holding on to her tightly, trying to absorb her tremors with his body.

After a few minutes her body stilled. The calm lasted for about half an hour before she went into seizure again. Eric continued to hold her as each movement of her body jackhammered against his.

They went through the cycle for most of the morning, until finally Samara was still for longer than an hour. As he held her, not daring to move should it trigger another episode, Eric finally decided that she must be through the worst of it. He eased away and looking down at her, relief pouring through him as at seeing her chest rising and falling. She was still breathing.

He had to get up and stretch for a few minutes. He walked around the bedroom, rubbing a hand over his face. They’d done it. She’d made it through the worst of it. When he looked over at Samara he froze, his muscles stiffening as he took in the sight of her lying lifeless, frozen in stillness upon the bed. He rushed to her side and put two fingers on the side of her neck, but could feel no pulse.

“No baby, no. You’ve come this far, don’t die on me now.” He put his head to her chest and heard the very weak beating of her heart. He racked his brain for what he could do for her. Smoothing his hand down her arm, his mind racing, he tried to think of something, anything that could help her. He remembered the night she was attacked, when she told him not to suppress his emotions so she could draw strength from him. It struck him that her human side made her vulnerable and perhaps it would be her succubus side that would make her stronger. He lay down beside her on the bed, hoping his theory would prove correct.

He stroked her hair, thinking about the night he’d met her, about the feelings of sexual attraction he had inside him when he’d seen her on the dance floor. He thought about all he felt for her now, the passion, desire, and although he didn’t want to admit it to himself, the love he was starting to feel for her. Those emotions poured out of him, and he prayed that she absorbed them and grew stronger.

“I can’t lose you,” he whispered as he leaned forward to press his lips against her face. Elation surged through him when he felt the warmth of her skin beneath his lips. Drawing back, he could see her color improving and the pulse beating in the curve of her throat.

He stayed where he was, memories of making love to her flicking through his mind, of what he felt when he held her, touched her and caressed her.

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