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.Terrified, she looked up into a handsome face that was both familiar and horriblyalien.Her captor's grin stabbed ice into her heart."So you're Llyr's bitch," he said, in a deep, velvetvoice that sent cold fear shooting through her.Ansgar!Instinctively, Diana twisted in his arms and tried to transform into the Dire Wolf, but before shecould change, he dragged her forward.Light exploded around her and she felt the the magic of adimensional gate rush over her skin.Then they were through.Lifting her higher in his arms, the Sidhe king kicked open a door.Dianafelt her transformation begin with triumph and relief as he threw her to the ground.Pain blazed through her side as she hit hard.She came up snarling as he turned, having justlocked the door.Wait.Either he'd grown, or she was much smaller than she should be.Diana glanced down andsaw white flesh and her linen pantsuit.Somehow she'd assumed the wrong form.Frustrated, shereached for her magic again.Nothing happened.Ansgar grinned at her, his mouth stretching into a parody of Llyr's wicked smile."I use this roomfor executions," he told her, almost gently."It's surrounded by a blanking spell that nullifies magic,which is what threw you into your human form." He moved toward her.She retreated, realizing hewas even more solidly muscled than Llyr.His grin widened as he drew a knife."In here, it's allabout brute force." Diana fought to hide her sick horror.If he'd been human, she'd still be more than a match for himin strength, despite his brawn and longer reach.Her Direkind muscle was that much denser andstronger than a human's.Unfortunately, though, he was Sidhe, and his size gave him easily twiceher strength.She gave him a sneer anyway as she fell into a combat crouch."I'm afraid you've miscalculated,asshole.As we humans say, this only levels the playing field."Ansgar laughed in a rolling boom that reminded her far too much of Llyr."Oh, I don't think so."He moved toward her in an oiled slink, like a cat sneaking up on a pigeon.His smile ofanticipation was as chilling as his gaze."You know, you're very pretty.I see why Llyr is soinfatuated."Diana backed away, daring a quick scan of the room.Torches illuminated naked stone walls anda stained execution block with a huge headsman's axe buried in it.Other than that, the room wasempty."Where are your guards?""I don't need them." His gaze flicked over her body, deliberately insulting."Besides, I'm afraidI'm not in the mood to share."The chief's gun in his hand, Llyr moved through the night, every sense alert.A team of cityfirefighters, including a paramedic, had taken over administering medical care to Gist while hewas being taken to a waiting ambulance.As they'd carried him away, he begged Llyr to find Diana.Now Llyr, Jerry Morgan, and two other Verdaville cops were searching the woods for Diana andthe killer.But he hadn't caught so much as a whiff of wolf, and his tension grew with every step hetook.Where in the name of the Dragon was she? Had she been ambushed?A cold creeping on the back of Llyr's neck told him he was running a risk a king had no businesstaking.If he got himself killed out here, his people were going to end up wearing Ansgar's yoke.Yet it wasn't in him to simply cool his heels while the woman he loved charged into danger.Llyr cursed silently as he ghosted through the brush with a hunter's skill.Diana's feral streakmight be a delight in the bedroom, but it could be a pain in the butt in combat.His instincts suddenly clamored, stopping him in his tracks.He listened hard.Crack.The snap of the branch was so faint he scarcely heard it.Leaves rustled."All alone, Majesty?" the woman's voice whispered out of the dark.He'd have said it was sexy ifnot for the evil undertone.Llyr pivoted with a fluid skill designed to thwart any attack.Bringing the gun up, he aimed ittoward the sound of the vampire's voice.His pounding heart slowed into the cool, steady rhythms of a veteran warrior.As he scanned the darkness, he saw no trace of the woman, yet his everysense thrummed.Steel flashed toward his face and Llyr jerked aside.The blade sliced so close he felt the wind ofits passage.He pulled the trigger.His borrowed gun roared in his hand, its flash lighting up awoman's wild eyes and snarling mouth.The bullet struck a magical shield in a shower of sparks and whined off into the trees.Llyr firedagain, but she had disappeared back into the darkness."You do know he's got her?" the witch purred from behind him.Llyr wheeled, fired, and doveaside.She screeched in pain."Bastard! That's it, I'm done playing with you!"He saw the blazing ball of magic shoot toward him.Ducking, he fired.She hissed in frustration.Sparks danced as lead struck the shimmering energy field."Aren't you worried about your prettylittle friend, Your Majesty?" the witch taunted."I mean, given your handsome brother's uglyhabits?""What's Ansgar got to do with this?" Fear clamped around his heart, but he fought it.The chanceswere good she was lying."He just gated off to his palace with her.And you know, somehow he doesn't strike me as a verypleasant host."Which meant Llyr better wrap this up before Ansgar killed the woman he loved, if she wasindeed telling the truth.He fired toward the sound of the vampire's voice.Whomp!Something hot and viscous slammed into his face like a wave of burning glue, tearing the gunfrom his hand.The force of the magical bolt drove him backward until he slammed hard into a tree.Cursing, Llyr bucked, trying to tear free of whatever held him, but the spell wrapped him tight.Hewent on fighting anyway, struggling against the magic, but he couldn't break its hold.Light blazed up, blinding him.Instinctively, he jerked his head away.Rough bark scraped hisface.When at last the dazzle faded, he found himself looking at the vampire.She smirked at him, onehand propped on her hip, the other holding an illumination spell that cast a cool blue glow over theclearing they stood within.She'd pinned him against a tree.He couldn't move.Her carmine mouth exposed shining fangs as she spoke."Here's the deal, baby.Ansgar takes careof your furry girlfriend for me, and I take care of you for him." Light flared in her right hand,coalescing into a butcher knife." 'Course, you and White Fang won't enjoy it much but we surewill." Ansgar's big fist flashed toward her face, but Diana twisted aside, blocking the blow with anupthrust forearm.Pain blazed in her wrist, but she ignored it, shooting a rabbit punch into his ribs.He lifted a brow."Very nice." Then he backhanded her with a slap that made her see stars.Shedanced back, trying to work her way over to the executioner's block and the axe it held.If shecould just get her hands on that weapon&Casually, Ansgar grabbed the neck of his velvet tunic and ripped it like paper.The ragged soundof tearing fabric was loud in the heavy stillness of the room.Diana sneered at his massive chest [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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