Secrets in Blood by Patricia D. Eddy

Author:Patricia D. Eddy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Patricia D. Eddy

He hadn’t meant to tell her so much of his making. When he realized the strength of his feelings for her, that the bonding was already half-completed between them, he had vowed never to tell her. But seeing her in pain, her warm brown eyes temporarily blinded, blood staining her skin, his resolve had faded. He could have spoken more of his work as a surgeon, of joining the Conclave, of how he’d learned how to invest in the early twentieth century, how he settled permanently in Sorrento once he’d given up his medical practice—anything but his violence, his most painful memories.

He could have told her how he’d traveled the world before the vampires made themselves known, how he came to America in the first place, or his awe at seeing the vastness of the Atlantic from his first airplane ride. He should have told her anything but how he had murdered an old man and set his sire ablaze.

But she knew now. For better or worse, she knew what the making had done to him. Before he brought up the subject of their bonding, she needed to know the truth.

He scented the air. No man stirred in the woods. Only a few deer, scratches from a rabbit warren, and the scents of Evangeline’s blood and her burned skin on his clothing set his senses alight. By morning she would be whole again. He wished he had told her one more thing: his vow to never sire another.

Stretching out as close to the fire as he dared, he watched her sleep. Flames would always frighten him. Henry had often used a miniature blow torch to scald his skin, and Nic still felt the pain of those wounds in his memories. He only managed to light the fire because he knew Evangeline needed warmth. He wanted to sleep next to her, to feel her relax against him as she had done the night before, but he couldn’t. Not until they had talked more.

Dreams stole him away. His little boy, Alessandro’s soft fingers patting his cheek, the high-pitched laugh as Nic swung him through the air. But the happy memories faded as he found himself kneeling in his wife’s blood.

“Nic?”

“Hai ucciso mio figlio. Per favore, fammi morire.” He begged his sire to kill him, but she ignored his desperate pleas.

“Nic, wake up.”

Evangeline. Merda. With a jerk, he sat up. “What’s wrong?”

“You were dreaming.” She knelt beside him, her hand on his arm. She’d pulled the blanket tightly around her body, and her bright eyes had cleared, and now held nothing but concern. “You were speaking Italian. I don’t understand.”

Nic caressed her cheek. “I am sorry for waking you. You should stay close to the fire. You need the warmth.”

Evangeline frowned and sat down next to him, pulling her knees up to her chest. “I don’t want to be alone. And don’t you think I’ve had enough fire for one day?”

The tension leeched out of his body with his chuckle. “Fair enough, tesoro. I will keep you warm.

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