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Are you that important to them, Miss Spenser?
Sabbat, she reminded.
And, yes, she is, Gabriel said, walking across the tile. He wrapped his right arm around her and pulled
her securely against his side. He peered down at her. His dimple twitched with far too much satisfaction.
Constance, why don t you go upstairs and find something to keep you busy while I entertain Mr.
Dennison?
Sure, darling, she quipped. Did you leave my vibrator on the bed or just the handcuffs?
Marc chuckled. Ah, the woman knows how to get a man s attention.
And keep it, Gabriel warned. Constance, make off like a little fox and find something to do.
I have something to do.
Sure you do, Gabriel said. Just not him .
Constanceslowly licked her lower lip and allowed herself the rare mortal indulgence. She thought of
Marc s recent request, how he wanted her to turn him. He sure went to drastic measures when he tried
to make it happen.
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Constance! Darian called from the steps. Do what you re told and go to Gabriel s room.
A flicker of knowledge came with the statement. So you re Gabriel s woman now? He moved closer,
touched her cheek, and then withdrew on Gabriel s hissed warning. You re a lucky man, Sabbat. Damn
fortunate.
Constanceturned to leave, but something caught her attention. She saw a sudden flash, a metallic light or
a tiny reflection. It took a second, but she realized it was a blade. Wait!
It was too late.
Marc made the slice, a straight incision straight across his throat. It was a deadly dare. A death call, a
forced hand, and one he d lose.
Darian! she screeched, dropping to her knees as Marc s body slumped to the floor.
Shit! Gabriel tugged her away from him. No, Constance! You can t! Damn it to hell! I said no!
Gabriel! Marc! Darian! she screamed as he bled out gurgling a plea he d never find enough life again
to speak.
She clawed forward, her teeth dropped, her incisors already guiding her to take the bite. She had to get
to him, turn him, trap him in their world as he left behind the one he threw down at their feet.
Gabriel held her harder.
No! she cried out. It s a waste! She watched as the blood drained from his body and he continued
to gurgle, waiting for her to turn him, spare him a mortal man s death.
Damn it, Darian! Get him out of here! Gabriel tugged atConstance s body, but she held fast and
fought harder. Her hissing was uncontrollable, her desire forcing her forward, her fangs snapping,
grabbing at his flesh and ripping at his forearm when she made the only contact she could find.
No! Don t let him die! She continued to fight them. I want to turn him! He belongs to us now!
Darian grabbed Gabriel. Damn you, Gabriel! I have to have him. Our work isn t complete. Let her go.
She has to turn him!
The chaos spun throughout the room. Walt rushed in with blankets. He is dying. Sixty seconds.
Decide.
Turn him! Darian yelled. This time, he almost pulled her from Gabriel, but Gabriel had more strength.
He slammed against her body, pinning her to the floor.
Then find someone else, Gabriel snapped over his shoulder.
Constancejerked under him and her eyes rolled in the back of her head. The scent of blood filled the
room and she fought for blood more than the opportunity to turn a mortal man into a vampire.
Constance! No! I can t let you do this! No!
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Gabriel s growl was incredible. Her hunger was exigent.
She has to turn him, damn you! Darian held him back. We need him.
Let me go, she begged.
Constance, please don t do this, Gabriel warned. If you turn him, you are lost to me forever.
Darian stood back. He played a card in a deck now stacked against their family. You ll regret this,
Gabriel. He glared at his brother with a better understanding.
Gabriel? She read his expression.
He rolled his shoulders back and with undeniable arrogance, he held his head high. His eyes were cold
as ice. There s no turning back from this. If you turn him, he becomes your responsibility. I will not share
my bed or my woman with a mortal mate.
Constancecrawled over to him. She held his head in her lap cradling him as she rocked back and forth
craving his neck, desiring his body, and needing him. He blinked his eyes, perhaps he realized he lost the
biggest gamble of his life.
Her belly rumbled. Her fangs remained well below her lower lips, and her eyes filled with tears. She
couldn t desire a mortal man like she craved Gabriel. She gasped as she realized she d have to let him
go, but at the same time, she wanted his blood. She wanted to sip in his nectar and carry a piece of him
away with her. But one taste and she would turn him. One sip and it wouldn t be enough.
What are you waiting on? Darian screamed. Turn him, damn you! We need him! Our family has to
have him working for us!
Need him? Gabriel s tone changed. He ll destroy us when he crosses over. Once she turns him,
Darian, you will no longer control him. He ll use the powers you ve already given him, the knowledge he
has that you don t possess and he will bring our family down!
Constancewatched as the truth stung Darian. She realized Gabriel s words held enough meaning to slap
him with a good, stout dose of hard reality.
Another gurgling sound and Marc s hand slapped againstConstance s thigh. She looked at him one final
time and inhaled his scent. A flavor she d never taste. The mortal blood she d never drink. She stood up
and walked away. And she didn t look back for fear she might change her mind.
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You did it for Darian more than me, he told her as they waited for the car.
I don t know what you re talking about, she said.
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You were attracted to Marc. I saw it at the club the night I pulled you out of there. You stopped
because you need to believe I told you the truth. You would ve turned him and he would ve turned on
us.
I was attracted to him, she admitted. But never in love with him. I stopped because you asked me to
stop.
Because you re in love? he asked.
With you?
He smiled. Yes.
No, she said with a wicked smile. But I sure do enjoy fucking you.
You do, do you? He grinned and took her hand. I m glad to know it.
A comfortable silence passed andConstance thought of Marc Dennison. He was a true waste of a good
potential vampire, but what did she really know about him other than the fact that he was just as vile as a
mortal as Darian was as a vampire. Did she want a man like Marc Dennison for keeps?
No, she didn t.
She would have gladly drained his blood, turned him, but then what? He would have bored her and she
wouldn t have found him appealing enough to keep for a mate. He would die without her or a suitable
mate to keep him fed.
Mortal mates had their certain charms, but they came with a lot of baggage. Most of the time, it was
more than the females wanted to carry around. The females were spoiled. The vampire males made them
feel like no other woman existed in the world but their mates. She d been told before that the mortals,
while exciting at first, soon lost their sexual appeal.
Gabriel moved her hand over his cock. You ll never be sorry.
I hope not. And she wasn t talking about Marc. He was a casualty, something the Sabbats might feel
in a business loss, but on a personal level, she faced something far more significant in terms of losses and
gains.
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