Alyssa Day - Warriors of Poseidon 6 by Atlantis Unmasked

Author:Atlantis Unmasked [Unmasked, Atlantis]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-11-02T23:37:22.929000+00:00

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Chapter 15

Grace stared down at the man she’d thought she knew. The man she thought she might be falling in love

with, who she’d finally convinced during the day and at dinner to give her a glimpse of the man behind the

mask. His true self that lay hidden behind his warrior persona.

But maybe this was his true self. Maybe centuries of battle, no matter that it was always on the side of

right, was enough to scour any trace of humanity from a man’s soul. But was humanity even the right

word to use?

Perhaps these Atlanteans started from a baseline that didn’t contain any gentler emotions. Maybe there

was lust and rage and the cold, steely calculation of battle strategy, but no room for kindness, hope, or

love.

Maybe wanting to take a step forward into the future with him meant nothing more than exchanging one

battlefield for another. She’d become a warrior before she’d grown into a woman, and now she

wondered if she would ever make that metamorphosis. Perhaps it was something missing in her. Maybe

her own lack of gentler emotions drew this type of man to her.

She took a step back, as if some long-dormant flight-or-fight response had finally kicked in on the side of

flight. She would never run from the monsters, but she could run from this man who might break her

heart.

She took another step back and hit something hard. A pair of strong arms steadied her and Sam’s voice

spoke softly in her ear. “I saw the end of that. He did it for you, Grace. He did it because that damn

panther hurt you. He saw your blood, and something inside him busted right past any civilized thought.”

She pulled away from him, shaking her head. Disagreement, maybe. Denial.

But Sam spoke again, stronger. “He’s a man, Grace, and whether you want to admit it or not there’s

something between the two of you. His need to protect was burning so fiercely through his belly and

brain that he probably couldn’t think straight. But it’s better this way. At least he got to you before it was

too late. Not all of us have been so fortunate.”

Grace flinched at the pain rasping in Sam’s voice. Something in his past trying to bubble to the surface.

She wanted to ask, but took a look at the way his face hardened and thought better of it. She owed him

more than to pry into his personal life.

Alexios made a noise—a small, strangled noise—and slowly pushed himself up to stand, bracing himself

against the wall with one hand. He winced a little as his bruised and battered hand touched the wall, but

then he leaned heavily against it. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice hoarse. “It hurt you—the drums, if

only—but it hurt you. So sorry.”

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His broken speech touched her in a way that any chest-thumping never would have done. But it simply

wasn’t there, the arrogance or triumph she might’ve expected had he been the monster she’d been near

to thinking him. Her adrenaline-driven terror had drained away, and she saw him, really saw him in the

moonlight.

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