Not His Dragon by Annie Nicholas

Author:Annie Nicholas [Nicholas, Annie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-07-24T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Eoin sat in his tower workroom, staring at the painting of Angie’s aura again. He remembered her cool lips timidly touching his, her sweet flavor, the tangle of their tongues pure aphrodisiac. What was he going to do? Where to begin…a hundred scenarios came to mind, starting with making good use of the bed he never slept in.

No female had ever infiltrated his heart so thoroughly as Angie Weldon. A thin line of smoke trailed from the cigarette hanging from his lip. It obscured his view so he tossed it in the pile of ash left from his bonfire.

Anxiety chewed at his innards. Maybe he shouldn’t have kissed her so soon. She’d made it clear that she didn’t want a relationship with a shifter, but as said shifter, he didn’t give a shit. She was as much a shifter as he was. The arms of the chair creaked under his straining fingers. He’d probably wrecked everything. No, it wasn’t his fault. It was Ryota’s. He’d wrecked everything.

She didn’t harbor feelings for the alpha. If anything, she acted like she couldn’t stand Ryota. Eoin could understand the sentiment.

The faint scent of death drifted into the room. Only the whispered sound of shoes scuffing against the stone announced the arrival of the vampire. “You missed our appointment.”

Eoin grimaced and turned to face his vampire friend. “I forgot.” He’d been going to Viktor’s tattoo parlor for the past decade. There weren’t many people alive that Eoin would trust to ink his flesh.

Viktor strode into Eoin’s workroom and stared at the painting. “I like the new turn in your work. It’s much more cheerful.” He still spoke with a light Russian accent even after living in this country for longer than Eoin.

“I don’t recall asking for your opinion.”

“No, but you did ask for this information.” The vampire held out a manila envelope.

Eoin snatched and set it on his lap. “You work fast.”

Viktor shrugged. “I have excellent connections. Why the interest in the girl?”

Stroking the envelope, Eoin struggled not to tear it open. The information didn’t belong to him but he had to know where she’d come from. If he wanted to mend things between him and Angie, the best course of action was to help her discover the truth. “None of your business.” This belonged to Angie. The least he could do was wait to read it with her.

“Whatever. You’ll tell me eventually and I’ve all the time in the world.” Viktor turned his back on the painting and lifted up his shirt. Across his flanks and down his back read a list of names. “I need you to carve a new name into my flesh.”

“What happened?” Eoin leaned forward in his chair. “You haven’t killed anyone in years.”

The vampire wrote the names of his victims on his skin in penance. Some of the names were as simple as sod behind bar or boy unattended. Viktor had been trying for a very long time to learn to drink without actually killing his victims. He’d been a poor study.

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