Sacrifice by Dakota Banks

Author:Dakota Banks [Dakota Banks]
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780062008855
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2010-08-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

A man whose ticket identified him as L. Anthony Cinna sat in the train car, half a dozen rows behind Maliha in an aisle seat. With a suit and tie, a briefcase, and a BlackBerry, he looked like any other businessman on his way to the capital, on the Acela Express to Union Station in Washington, D.C. Maliha passed him once, on her way to the cafe car. He saw her coming and raised a newspaper to his face, feigning intense attention to it. He needn't have worried. She seemed preoccupied and wasn't looking in his direction. On the way back, she was seeing him from the rear and he was just one head of hair among the others.

Lucius had been following Maliha since soon after she left his island. His recovery from the broken neck had been swift. For the Ageless, repairing bone and tendons was, he told himself with a small laugh, a snap. Maliha knew it and knew that a broken neck wouldn't slow him down for long. He was also aware that his life had been in her hands while he was incapacitated, and even after the way he'd treated her, she hadn't pressed her advantage and killed him as he lay on the floor. The bruises she'd given him showed spirit, and anyway, he deserved it. Thinking back over what he'd said, he realized that she could have thought he was planning to take her against her will.

He wanted to talk to her again, but the opportunity hadn't arisen yet. She hadn't done anything lately that he could identify as searching for a shard, so the imperative from his demon, Sidana, wasn't driving him to stay with her.

He had an imperative of his own: a growing attraction to the rogue that was spreading beyond sexual. He admired what she'd done to change her life, and from that and many things--the sound of her voice, the way her hair swept across her cheek when she bent her head, her intelligence, her strength--Lucius was feeling something he hadn't experienced in nearly two thousand years of servitude. He thought he could love again, and that Maliha was the one who could help him experience this very human emotion.

And she's not even fully human.

When she got off the train in Union Station, it was easy to move from place to place in the crowd, never letting her see him.

Just as she walked outside, Lucius felt the tug of his demon summoning him to Midworld. He felt a flash of resentment, of wanting to tell Sidana to leave him alone, but he wouldn't do that. It was always a gut-wrenching transition for him, and when the fog of Midworld coated his skin with unwelcome dampness, Lucius bent at the waist and vomited. When he lifted his head, the demon was already close. The last several times Lucius had been here, the demon had taken the same shape, so he wondered if it was his real shape or at least one that was easy to assume.

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