In the Heat of the Bite (GV2) by Dare Lydia

Author:Dare, Lydia [Dare, Lydia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Regency, Paranormal, Fiction, Romance, Historical, General, Occult & Supernatural
ISBN: 9781402245107
Publisher: Sourcebooks Casablanca
Published: 2011-05-15T07:00:00+00:00

Scots were notorious for blustering. Matthew had known more than a few over his lifetimes. But Alec MacQuarrie might be the very worst blusterer of his countrymen. As the two of them had sat across the coach from each other, the Scot had done everything but pull the hair from his own head.

“I know you’re my mentor, my maker, or whatever you want to call yourself, and you’re supposed to be guiding me along this thorny path, but that’s complete bollocks! I asked one thing of you. Just one. And could my one measly wish be granted by the great and legendary Sir Matthew Halkett? Apparently not. Apparently it was too much to ask you to keep your damned teeth off Rhiannon.

“Dozens of girls line the halls of Brysi waiting for your illustrious return. You could have any number of them or all of them for as long as you want. But that wasn’t enough, was it? No, you had to go and do the one thing I asked you not to.

“Even then you couldn’t stop there, could you? Oh, no! You had to get yourself betrothed to the lass. So her entire life will be ruined.” He slammed his fist against the side of the coach.

“Do watch your strength,” Matthew warned. “One more hit like that, and the whole conveyance might crumble to splinters.”

“Would you prefer I hit you instead?”

“You are more than welcome to give it a try, Alec; but I’ve been winning fights longer than you’ve been alive.”

“How could you?” the Scot finally asked, and it sounded as though the question tore away at part of his soul.

Matthew took the momentary silence to calmly reply, even though deep down he agreed with most of the Scot’s assessment of the situation. “I hardly think marrying me will ruin her life.”

Alec glared at him. “Then you’d be wrong.”

Matthew frowned at his protégé. “Hypocrisy does not look good on you, Alec.”

“Me?” the Scot sputtered.

“Yes, you. You’re so convinced I’ll ruin Rhiannon’s life, and yet you drool over Eynsford’s wife like a lovesick schoolboy. If the marquess was to meet with an unfortunate and untimely end, can you honestly tell me you wouldn’t knock down the door at Thorpe House and abscond with the lass?”

Alec’s jaw tightened. “I would never subject Cait to what I’ve become.”

Until now, Matthew had never thought himself willing to subject a woman to what he was, either. “You might feel differently if it was only her blood you could drink, my friend.”

“I beg your pardon.”

“I can’t feed,” Matthew admitted, watching his charge closely. “My fangs won’t distend for anyone but Rhiannon. Nothing else tastes right. Not the detestable sheep’s blood you gave me. Not the fresh human blood Callista forced on me. But just one drop of Rhiannon’s blood is like the sweetest heaven I’ve ever experienced.”

“Ever?” Alec narrowed his eyes on Matthew. “In your 650 years, Rhi’s blood is the best you’ve ever tasted?”

“I find it’s hard to remember anyone else.” Matthew leaned back against the squabs.

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