Highland Thirst by Howell Hannah & Sands Lynsay

Author:Howell, Hannah & Sands, Lynsay [Howell, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Vampires, Paranormal, Fiction, Romance, Historical, General, Occult & Supernatural, Highlands (Scotland)
ISBN: 9781420100464
Publisher: Zebra
Published: 2007-01-02T07:00:00+00:00

Three

Tearlach closed his eyes and forced himself to ignore his various pains as well as the sharp scent of blood in the air. It was a difficult task. His back was on fire and his hunger was a burning that was filling his chest and mind. It would have been easier for him to ignore both agonies had Lucy seen fit to distract him by talking again. However, it seemed that although she’d talked to him through the last two days, now that she knew what he was, she wanted nothing more to do with him. She hadn’t responded with more than a distracted grunt to any of the half a dozen comments and questions he’d asked since assuring she was all right. It almost made him sorry he’d spared her and not accepted the blood offering Wymon Carbonnel had made. After all, the blood was now simply wasted anyway, running down her arm and dripping from her elbow, drop after drop hitting the ground with a sound that was overloud to his straining senses. Each splash taunted him with what he could have had but had turned down in the face of her horror.

Tightening his mouth, Tearlach tried to block the sound and think of something else, but his mind was full of unpleasantness at the moment. Memories of the torture he’d suffered, the horror on Lucy’s face when she’d spotted his teeth and realized what he was...

He felt his soul cringe at the memory of her expression. It had been a sharp contrast to the soft reminiscing and husky laughter she’d shared with him through the night and had made him feel, for the first time in his life, like the monster his people were whispered to be.

Tearlach had lost a lot of blood during the torture and had any of the men got close to him on the way back into this chamber, he’d have taken a chunk out of them without regret. However, Lucy had been another matter. He’d had little difficulty refusing the offer of blood when Carbonnel had merely shoved the woman up close to him, but once he’d cut her and Tearlach had seen the blood bubble to the surface of her skin, smelled the tinny scent, his hunger had been all consuming. Had Lucy not gasped and drawn his gaze to her horrified expression, he might very well have latched onto her wrist and—

“Tearlach? Are you awake?”

He almost ignored the soft question until his muddled mind realized that the sound had come much closer than from across the chamber and that he could actually feel her soft breath on his cheek. Blinking his eyes open, Tearlach stared down in amazement at the petite blonde now standing before him, concern on her face as she peered up at him. “What? How...?”

Lucy grinned at his astonishment. “Do you not remember my telling you about those games my brother and I used to play in our own dungeon?”

“Aye,” he said faintly as she moved to his hand and began to poke a bit of metal into the lock and twiddle it about.

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