Carpathian 03 - Dark Gold

barely remembered meeting were suddenly stopping to exchange comments on the show. Connections he had been seeking to aid his climb even further up the social ladder were introducing themselves, issuing much sought-after invitations to him and his date.
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    Alexandria Houton was clearly an asset to him and would be to his career. Proudly he put her on display, strutting because she was on his arm. And he saw that he was not the only one mesmerized by her voice, captivated by her smile. Even the women, he realized with satisfaction, she seemed to charm, bestowing her smile regally, enchantingly.
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    Thomas circled her shoulders with his arm and drew her closer to him, a display of ownership as they walked out into the night, still followed by his many fans. Alexandria's stomach lurched at the proximity. Then Thomas glanced to his right and froze. Standing not six feet away in the shadows was a wolf. Huge. Blond. With gleaming fangs and red, glowing eyes. Those eyes were staring right at him, the beast's muscular body poised as if to pounce.
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    Thomas's heart actually stopped, then began to pound. He gripped Alexandria's arm and began Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
    to shove her back toward the theater.
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    "Thomas, what are you doing?" she demanded.
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    "Don't you see it?" He pointed in his excitement. It was Savage somehow, he was certain of it.
    "It's him, I know it is. He's here." Heads were turning at his raised voice.
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    "Thomas." Her voice was soft and soothing. "Tell me what's wrong. You're very pale. What did you see?"
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    He forced himself to look more closely. The shadows were deep and dark—and empty of wildlife. He could see a large planter where the wolf had been. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he allowed himself to breathe.
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    "You're shaking, Thomas. Come on, let's get to the car." Concerned, Alexandria took a careful look around, scanned the area, and found only humans. You'd better not be tormenting him again , she warned Aidan, but she could not tell if he heard.
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    "I swear I'm seeing things, Alex. The planter over there looked like…" He trailed off, not wanting to admit his imagination was out of control. What was wrong with him, anyway, that his obsession with Alexandria Houton and Aidan Savage, coupled with his macabre imagination, was producing all-too-real hallucinations?
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    "It moved?" She was looking at the offending redwood box suspiciously.
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    "No," he admitted. "It just looked… strange."
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    "Well, I had a great time tonight. The play was wonderful," Alexandria said softly.
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    Little liar . The words taunted her, male amusement mocking her.
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    Her chin lifted, and deliberately she placed her hand in the crook of Thomas's arm as they headed for the limo pulling up to the curb for them. "Did you like it?" she asked sweetly, her voice oozing syrup. She could almost feel Aidan wince, and he retreated immediately.
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    Once in the car, Thomas slid close to Alexandria. His thigh rested against hers, and he could feel the soft swell of her breast against his arm. His hand found her chin. "I know you don't know me very well, Alex, but I'm deeply attracted to you, and I'm hoping the feeling's mutual."
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    His mouth was mere inches from hers, and under his mouthwash and breath mints Alexandria could smell everything he had eaten for dinner—the pasta with garlic, the salad with tarragon-vinegar dressing, the red wine and coffee and mint. She nearly gagged and tried to put some distance between them. "We'll be working together, Thomas. This isn't a good idea. At least not so soon."
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    "But I have to kiss you. I have to, Alex." He was leaning into her, breathing heavily.
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    She made a sound, shrinking back, but in his ardor he took it for consent. As he lowered his head, his eyes caught the glint of red. He cried out and fell away from her toward his door, staring at the rear window, through which two glowing eyes watched him with clear malice. To his horror the window bulged inward, then shattered, spraying glass fragments all over him. The Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
    huge wolf thrust his muzzle right into the car, fangs exposed and dripping, diving right for his head. Those red eyes glowed eerily without blinking, boring right into him. He could feel the hot breath on him as those white fangs thrust closer still. Thomas screamed and ducked,