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beside me. You have a penchant for getting into trouble."
At once her dark eyes flashed fire. "That's it! I've had it with you. You don't even seem to know what
you've done. You show no remorse at all. I'm the one who has to do all the compromising, except there
is no compromise. You simply decide I'm going to do something, and then I do it. And it hurt like hell!"
With that parting shot, she stormed from the bedroom. The hem of the sheet trailing behind her caught on
the edge of the door and brought her up short. Jaxon simply allowed the sheet to flutter to the floor,
giving Lucian a last glimpse of her soft, pale skin and beautiful curves before she disappeared from his
sight.
Lucian stretched again, reveling in the feel of his strong muscles, in the way his body felt so alive. He
wanted her again. He would want her for all time. The day could never come when he was fully sated.
He was smiling, unable to stop. She was such a perfect miracle to him. Right now, when most women
would be hysterical at the thought of conversion, she was giving him hell for being an arrogant Carpathian
male. Lucian knew she was going to have to come to terms with what she had become, and it wouldn't
be easy on her, but it had been necessary to ensure her continued safety. Jaxon was not a woman to be
put on a shelf. She would always be in the thick of things, no matter what he decreed. Once Lucian had
accepted that fact, accepted her personality, her protective nature, he had taken the only course open to
him to prevent disaster.
He padded on bare feet across the room and stooped to pick up her discarded sheet. He smiled again.
It had never occurred to him he would ever experience jealousy, yet he found he didn't like the idea of
other males being close to her. He didn't even want them thinking about her, fantasizing over her. More
than that, he didn't want her to smile at them with her innocent, sexy smile, or to touch them in the way
humans often did one another. Living with emotions was an interesting experience. Worse, now that
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Jaxon was fully Carpathian, her ability to attract males would increase. Her voice would become more
alluring, so memorable that those hearing it would want to hear it again and again. Her eyes would draw
men to her as if they didn't already. Lucian sighed and shook his head.
He moved through the house and up the stairs to her room. Drawers had been yanked open so she
could grab some clothing. Jaxon was in the spacious bathroom. He could hear the shower running.
Lucian touched her mind very gently. She was panicked and trying to calm herself with normal human
activities. There were tears in her mind, running down her face. At once he found himself needing to be
with her.
But the door to the bathroom was firmly locked, and she had placed a rolled-up towel at its base. In
spite of everything Lucian found himself smiling again. She had no real idea of his true power. He could
mentally command her to open the door. One touch would burst it open. He could open it a thousand
ways. His solid frame shimmered for a moment before it became insubstantial, transparent, then dissolved
into mist. The droplets streamed through the keyhole of the door and poured into the bathroom, mixing
with the steam from the shower.
Lucian stepped out of the fog, his muscular frame solid once more. He could see Jaxon clearly through
the glass shower door. She was leaning her forehead against the wall, the water pouring over her head
and down her back. She looked beautiful, pale, and fragile. She took his breath away. Silently he slid into
the tub and reached for her, turning her into his chest with his strong arms, giving her no chance to
protest.
"I cannot bear your tears, my love. Tell me what you want me to do, and I will do it. Anything. You are
the only thing in this world that matters to me." His hands framed her face to tilt her head up toward his.
He bent to taste her tears. He ached inside, his heart clenching with actual pain.
Jaxon felt his reaction to her tears and knew it was genuine. He was distressed by her sorrow. His
mouth moved over hers, back and forth, a gentle, persuasive caress. At once she could feel her body's
reaction, the way her heart found the rhythm of his, the way her blood began to heat, to pool, to make
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