Warriors of Poseidon 01.5 - Wild Hearts in Atlantis
"Kat, you have to wake up,"
the husky voice insisted. Sexy voice.
Bastien's voice. Her eyes flew open, and she looked up at his face. Not a dream, then. It had been real. He was, real. "What is it? When is it? I'm starved," she murmured, reaching to touch his cheek with her hand. Then she blushed, remembering where the last conversation about hunger had ended up. "I mean, for dinner, not…"
He smiled, caught her hand, and pressed a kiss into the palm of her hand. "I would love to hear more of your hungers. I had intended to cook for you, also. But we must call on Ethan for a meeting."
She sat up, instantly awake. "What happened?"
He sat back, face drawn in harsh lines. "Organos. Perhaps Ethan will heed my warnings this time, now that I have learned the true nature of Organos's plan."
"Which is?"
"To mind-thrall your pride. First you, and then scores of others. Once you are imprisoned by the vampires, humanity will be unable to win free of utter subjugation."
She shot out of bed, mind whirling, and pulled on the nearest clothes to hand, a pair of khaki pants and an old T-shirt. "Slavery," she said flatly. "Just what my father never Wild Hearts In Atlantis – Warriors of Poseidon 1.5
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wanted. If we enslave the humans, and the vampires enslave us, the world truly will end, won't it?"
In some corner of her mind, she distantly noted that by "us" she had aligned herself with her shapeshifter pride. Irrevocably.
Startlingly, he smiled as he stood. "You forget Atlantis, which is perhaps normal, considering you have so little experience with us. But we will fight the bloodsucker plan with everything in us, and the warriors of Poseidon are not an easy foe to defeat. Even now, justice and Denal are on their way to gain proof of this plan that will satisfy Ethan."
She ran to him and hugged him, suddenly afraid that their moment would never return.
Tears burned her eyes at the thought, but she furiously fought them back. A warrior deserved a woman worthy of him.
He kissed her, hard, and then grasped her shoulders and held her from him. "You need to get out of here. Now. I will not allow you to be in any danger. If you were to be harmed, my heart would shrivel within me, more barren than ever before."
The tears spilled over, but she was shaking her head no before he finished speaking.
"Ask me anything else, Bastien. But I will not and cannot leave you, nor my family. If my gift for calm was ever good for anything, it must be now."
"Does it work on vampires?"
She blinked for a moment, and then her heart plunged down to her feet. "I don't I've never tried it on a vampire. I don't know if it works or not."
His mouth flattened into a grim line. "I would doubt very much that it will, Kat. Vamps are immune to much that affects humans, shifters, and the children of Poseidon. They are already dead and thus impervious to many weapons dangerous to the living."
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She cast around for a response more reassuring than we'll have to find out, or something equally inane, when they heard it. A high-pitched, female—or feline—scream.
The meaty thud that followed it.
The booming echo of a voice so purely evil that it burned the edges of her mind. "Come out, man from Atlantis. Come out, half-breed. It's time to play."
Terror turned her blood to ice. "Bastien, I know that voice. I've heard it before. That's Organos."
He shot over to the window to look outside, then turned to face her. "Stay here. Do not, under any circumstances, look outside. I would spare you that, at least."
Then, before she could protest, he pressed one last kiss to her lips, shimmered into sparkling mist, and vanished.
Chapter Twelve
Bastien shimmered through the house, stopping only to retrieve his weapons, then returned to mist to fly through the open doorway and into the sky in front of Kat's house.
He prayed to all the gods of his ancestors that she would listen to him and stay hidden.
He did not want her to see the broken body on the ground. She'd held no love for Fallon, but Kat was far too compassionate to wish to see her like this, sightless eyes staring into the night.
He cast his senses out, while still in mist form, in an attempt to find the master vampire.
Finally, he was forced to admit defeat and return to his corporeal form as he spiraled down to stand, daggers ready,
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