Forget Me Not_Hell Hath No Fury by Alexia Ward

Author:Alexia Ward
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2018-01-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“No. You’re mistaken.” Victor was grasping at straws.

He tried to backpedal, hoping to confuse Steve enough that he’d lose his train of thought.

“We never met before yesterday. You’re mistaking me for someone else.”

“No, I’ve seen that tattoo before. I’ve seen your face before.” Steve teetered on his feet. Victor saw paleness wash over Steve’s complexion.

Steve cupped his cheeks. “My head is spinning.”

Victor helped him back onto the stool. “Sit. Rest. It’s the head injury. It’s muddled your thoughts.” Victor hailed the bartender. “Can we have a glass of water please?”

“Sure. Here you go.” The bartender looked worried. “Is he going to be all right?”

“Yeah, he just needs to rest.” Victor handed the glass to Steve.

Steve drank, then left the glass half-empty on the counter. “I think I need to lie down.”

He stood and almost dipped to the side. Victor grabbed him, pulling him close to his chest. He could hear Steve’s drumming heartbeat. Concerned, Victor said, “I’ll help you to your room.”

Steve didn’t argue. He simply grasped Victor’s arm. “That would be great. My room is 747.”

Victor supported his arm as they strode languidly to the elevator.

What was wrong with Steve? Although Victor had wanted him distracted so he couldn’t recall the truth, he didn’t want the man he loved to fall ill.

Could Steve have suffered a concussion? “Do you want to see a doctor?”

Steve frowned, narrowing his eyes he fixed on Victor. “Why?”

“Well, maybe your dizziness is due to the knock on your head.” The elevator doors opened with a beeping sound.

“No, I’m sure all I need is to lie down for a bit. Then I’ll be all right,” Steve said as he struggled to focus on his calculated steps. His grip on Victor’s arm tightened as if he was scared he’d fall.

Victor observed Steve’s dark sapphire blue eyes with his keen vampire sight. They weren’t dilated, which he knew was a good sign. Nonetheless, Steve’s quick heartbeat was a signal of some sort of distress. Or was it fear?

He’d offer to stay with him until he felt better. He couldn’t leave him in this condition.

When the elevator doors swished open, Steve’s hotel room door faced them. Steve glanced over his shoulder. “That’s okay, I can manage. Thanks for the help, Victor.”

Victor’s voice hitched while he tried to subdue a rising sigh. Steve had called him by his real name, not the alias he used when he’d introduced himself. Steve hadn’t even noticed what he’d said.

Now everything made sense. Seeing Victor’s snake tattoo had been the trigger. It had begun to shatter the fragile veil on the spell Helder and he had cast eight years ago.

No wonder Steve’s heart was racing, and he felt dizzy. It was overwhelming, not knowing what was happening.

Victor knew he couldn’t stop what had started to unravel. Nor could he accelerate it either. If he brought to light the fact Steve had called him Victor and not Vinny it would only confuse Steve further. It might also launch him into hysteria.

He needed to keep him calm and let it run its course.

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