Vampire in Her Mysts by Meagan Hatfield

Author:Meagan Hatfield
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

Ileana’s brow tightened. So many questions filled her mind. In his one admission, countless beliefs that comprised the web of her life’s ideology and values unraveled. She couldn’t think, couldn’t grasp it all and connect the dots.

“When word traveled about a contract out on a Feodorovna, I thought my long wait was over. Thought I finally had a chance to avenge my family. I knew nothing about you except for your name. Had no idea Nikolai wanted to see you in your grave, as much as I want to put him in his.”

How could she have been so wrong? How could Yuri not be like his brother? How could a Feodorovna be good? How could she be good for that matter?

Yuri glanced down at her, something warm and almost tender in his dark gaze.

Before she could open her mouth to try and explain herself further, a familiar flood of warmth rushed through her veins. It filled her head, sending a wave of sleepiness rippling through her. Ileana tried to blink, tried to hold it back. But the current overtook her. Yuri entered her mind with his ability, and held her captive. Without lifting a finger, he untied her bonds and laid her in the grass.

The strong hold he had on her mind kept her utterly immobile. Yet, unlike last time, she felt no fear, no worry for her own safety. No, this time she could only fixate on the sorrow in his eyes. She felt powerless to do anything to soothe it.

Yuri leaned over her, a slight smile on his lips. Gently, he placed her heavy cloak atop her prone body like a blanket.

“It seems we both have the same goal, my little nun. You wish to kill my brother and so do I. However I cannot endanger your life any further. As a vanator, even being seen with me is compromising to you. My family has brought your heart enough pain. I cannot bear to bring you any more. Please go in peace. May the Goddess keep you safe.”

Ileana gasped and jolted upright.

Yuri’s words rang crisp and clear in her head. His last sentence replayed over and over in her mind. However, the rest of her memories seemed foggy, as if their entire meeting had been a dream. She touched her neck, the bite mark, flinching at the twinge of pain.

No, not a dream.

Where was he? Blinking, she whirled her head from right to left, trying to get a sense of her surroundings. A faint part of her heart hoped she would see him beside the fire. Nothing, only the smoldering remains of burnt-out ash and wood. Like the faint wisps of smoke curling into the sky, he too had vanished.

“Well, what do we have here?”

Ileana spun. Her blood ran cold at the sight of the vanator behind her. Even in the darkness, she recognized him. Seven feet of towering hard muscle, and a face so scarred only one eye opened.

“Misha,” she breathed. Her hand instantly gravitated to her thigh, where she normally stowed her weapon.

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