Carpathian 18 - Dark Possesion

ultrasensitive."
    "No, it's all right. You're entitled to say what you think." MaryAnn sent her a quick, appreciative smile.
    "Even if you are saying I smell."
    "On, no," Jasmine said, rising to her feet. "Solange didn't mean that at all." She sent her cousin a warning look and reached out to take MaryAnn's hand. "Are you hungry? We were about to make dinner. We just got up a few minutes ago. I'm sorry if we woke you."
    "You were crying in your sleep," Solange said. "I have exceptional hearing, too. Are you all right?"

    MaryAnn kept her smile serene. Jasmine's fingers had tightened around hers, and the young woman was trembling. "I'm a city girl. The rain in forest is a little scary to me. I'd guess neither of you feel that way about it. Although I did use my canister of pepper spray on a jaguar last night when it attacked me."
    Solange whirled around, her dark eyebrows drawing down in a frown. "You were attacked by a jaguar? Are you certain?"
    MaryAnn nodded. "I was very close to it."
    "Did it have a collar on its neck, or a pack of any kind that you could see?" Solange pursued. She was already hurrying from window to window, peering out.
    "Now that you say that, maybe he did." MaryAnn kept Jasmine's hand in hers. The girl shuddered, but kept walking through the wide-hall to the large, open kitchen. "I can't remember. It all happened so fast."
    Solange scented the air again, lifting her face and sniffing. "Were you near a jaguar male? A man aside from the Carpathian?"
    Jasmine gasped and covered her mouth, her eyes going wide with fear. "Are they here? On the island?"
    "It's going to be all right," Solange assured her. "I can protect you, and Juliette wrapped the house in safeguards. As long as we stay inside, we should be fine. I'm just going to check the upstairs, make certain the balconies and windows are all closed and locked. The windows have bars, Jazz."
    Jasmine rushed to her, grasping her arm. "Don't leave me alone again. I don't want to be alone."
    Her young face looked haunted, and for just one moment, MaryAnn saw anguish in Solange's amber eyes.
    She put her arms around her cousin and held her close. "MaryAnn is here, honey. I'm just going upstairs.
    She'll sit with you and I'll be right back. Why don't you get MaryAnn some food? She's hungry, remember?"
    Jasmine swallowed and nodded. "Yes, I'm sorry. Of course I'll get you food. Do you drink tea?" She watched Solange leave the room. "She'll be right back, don't worry," she added.
    "Of course she will," MaryAnn said soothingly and wrapped a comforting arm around the younger girl.
    Jasmine had gone pale beneath the gold of her skin. "Tea would be lovely, thanks."
    Jasmine's hands shook so much the teacups rattled, but she poured both of them a cup of tea, added milk and sank down across from MaryAnn at the table, facing the door, watching for her cousin.
    "It must be difficult to let Solange out of your sight," MaryAnn said gently. She concentrated on putting the young woman at ease, soothing and comforting, wanting her to realize she had someone she could talk to.
    I'm here now. It's going to be okay. I'll make everything okay. You're strong and we can handle this . Jasmine was barely out of her teens, and yet already her world was one of violence and fear. MaryAnn wanted to pull her into her arms and rock her like a baby, somehow set the world right again for her.
    Jasmine nodded. "I try not to be a burden to her, but I can't sleep most of the time and she has to sit with me."
    "I'm sure she doesn't mind, Jasmine. It's obvious she loves you."
    Solange might be as tough as nails, but she was loyal and loving to her family. She would fight to the death for this child, and she would use her last breath to comfort her. MaryAnn could read that much in both of them, but Jasmine was more than just afraid after her terrifying experience. She was holding something else, some dark secret that she hadn't shared with Juliette or Solange. MaryAnn mentally stroked the girl as she would a child, warmth and caring in her mind. She longed to make it right for Jasmine, longed to remove the sorrow from her eyes and take fear and trepidation away for good.
    Jasmine took a deep breath. "I'm so glad you came. Thank you. Juliette said you're from the city and this is all difficult for you."
    MaryAnn shrugged, willing the girl to quit making small talk and come out with whatever she was on the verge of saying. It was frightening to her, and she wanted to tell MaryAnn without