Highland Beast by Hannah Howell Heather Grothaus Victoria Dahl

Author:Hannah Howell, Heather Grothaus, Victoria Dahl [Howell, Hannah et al]
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780758235091
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2009-09-25T04:00:00+00:00

Beatrix let Alder keep hold of her wrist while her confession of knowledge of his true nature hung in the cool air of the cellar. She saw his throat work as he swallowed, the warm candlelight playing over his pale face.

“You knew before I came?”

“Nae before you came,” she admitted. “But as soon as you touched me, came near to me in the clearing.” She let a smile come over her face, although the last thing she felt was merry. “I am a hunter, Alder. ’Tis in my very blood. Think you that I could not sense what you are just because of your handsomeness? Or because you were prophesied to come by my family’s oldest legends?”

“You knew, and yet you did not slay me,” he observed, and his hand tightened around her wrist.

Beatrix twisted her arm until she could pull her fingers through the tight circle of Alder’s palm and lace their fingers together. She had made up her mind.

“Nay. You’ve already saved me once, Alder. I hold nae fear of you. I trust you. With my life, and with my soul.”

His face took on a pained expression. “Beatrix, no. Listen to me, on this day when the veil between earth and eternity is thinned, once Laszlo is dead I—”

She leaned over him quickly and placed a finger over his mouth, stopping his confession, whatever it might be. She did not want to know. She let her fingertips bumble over his lips, feeling the raised outlines of his fangs, and shook her head.

“I have lived in the Leamhan forest the whole of my life, and knew from a young age that I was to be the Levenach. I am sworn to give my life in protection of the Leamhnaigh, and that duty I willna shirk. But, Alder, you are the first man, the first person nae of my blood that I would willingly die for. I canna explain it, I doona understand it myself. And I doona care. If I must die tonight, then let it be by these hands, by this mouth.”

She leaned closer to him, her hunger for his body inflamed now that she knew with certainty that their hours together were few and dwindling fast.

“I don’t want to harm you, Beatrix,” Alder whispered.

She smiled at him again. “Could it be that you love me, Alder?”

He frowned, looked away from her face as if shamed. “It is not in my nature to love.”

“Oh, but I think it is,” she argued, and drew her body alongside his on her narrow bed. “I’ve never wanted a man before you, and now that you know I am not ignorant of who or what you are, you may take me with a clean conscience.”

“I have no conscience, either,” he nearly growled, and Beatrix could see his black eyes dilating in the flickering light, could hear his accent thickening as she ran her free hand up his chest and neck to caress his face.

“Then take me,” she said simply. “Give me what I ask for and let us have these last hours together.

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