Perfect Match: Vampire’s Consort by I. T. Lucas

Author:I. T. Lucas [Lucas, I. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evening Star press, LLC.
Published: 2019-04-05T22:00:00+00:00

11

RENA

Rena was trapped, and in more ways than one. Despite his assurances to the contrary, Brel must have used mind control on her. As much as she tried to fight his thrall, she was powerless to resist him. He’d made her weak, bending her mind to his power so she wouldn’t want to resist him.

That was the only explanation for the crazy cravings she was suddenly assailed by. Like wanting to thread her fingers through his waist-length black hair and feel the shiny strands cascade through them like liquid silk. Or like wanting those black eyes of his to burn with desire for her, and only her. And his fangs, oh god, those scary long fangs. She wanted him to take from her, and no one else.

Stupid girl.

He was a high-ranking Krall, one of their elite, their aristocracy. She could never be more than a slave to him. Nevertheless, it was better to be a slave to this superior male specimen than a queen to an inferior one.

Definitely mind control.

Rena had never had thoughts like that before, and not even her attraction to the gorgeous councilman could explain it. Then again, it was rumored that the Krall emitted powerful pheromones, ensnaring their victims even without the help of a thrall.

Everything about them was designed to support their parasitic existence. Their seductive beauty, their powerful mind control, their pheromones--all of that worked in concert to ensure humans served them willingly, or at least without offering too much resistance.

It was a one-sided symbiosis, in which the benefits for the taker were obvious while questionable for the giver. There were rumors about some supposed boons the Krall could grant to those they favored, but she’d never seen proof of it.

Except, it didn’t help that she knew all that. Once Brel decided he wanted her, there was nothing Rena could do about it. Her only other option was to go on trial and be given to a much less benevolent master.

“Come, Rena.”

Her sketchbook tucked into a deep pocket in his robe, Brel took her hand and led her out of the library.

Glancing back over her shoulder, Rena caught Gregor watching her from the second-floor landing, his face contorted with rage.

She wanted to tell him not to worry, that she was going to be okay, but Brel’s hold on her hand was unrelenting. He didn’t even feel her tugging on his sleeve to try and slow him down.

“Can I at least say goodbye to my friends?”

He pulled her against his side. “I’ll bring you with me the next time I come to the library, and you can talk with your friends then. It’s not like I intend to lock you up in a cage.”

She hadn’t thought of a cage, but he’d said that he would punish her, and her imagination had provided several possible forms of it.

Like being chained to his bed. Naked.

Oh, god. Why did that image arouse her so?

Brel chuckled. “Maybe I should rethink the cage. It seems to excite you.”

How did he

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