“You could go mad. You could die. Your body could unravel and disappear. You could lose your memories – both your own and your original’s. You could lose every bit of your intelligence and require around the clock care. There are many other side effects including ossification of all the major organs, lapses in judgment, cancer, unrelenting gallstones and kidney stones, and instant death.”
Antioch’s heart raced as they approached Olessa’s brick residence.
How many times?
How many times have we tried to break my lord’s dominion over me and failed?
How many more times will it take before I start to destabilize?
If I destabilize, how will it happen? Which side effect will catch me and drag me down?
Which one will completely destroy me?
He followed LM inside.
How soon will it happen?
How long will I suffer before I die?
Will my being a vampire change anything? Will destabilization be easier or more difficult because I’m a vampire?
Will LM have to stake me in the end?
They entered Olessa’s bedroom. A mural of Mark Caten and Olessa dominated the only non-brick wall in the room – the one straight across from the bed. Mark and Olessa sat on jeweled thrones. He wore a black Armani suit with well-polished dress shoes. She wore a heavily jeweled brocade gown with a diamond crown. Throngs of people bowed and groveled before them. His right hand clutched her left hand. Maybe it was meant as a sign of affection between them. Or maybe it was a sign of his possessiveness. It was hard to tell.
Antioch pushed aside the bed’s lavender lace and silk curtains and laid down on the extra poofy bed. He fixed his gaze on the canopy with its dainty lavender rosebuds. “I’m ready.”
LM stopped next to the bed. “Are you sure?”
“You could go mad. You could die. Your body could unravel and disappear. You could lose your memories – both your own and your original’s. You could lose every bit of your intelligence and require around the clock care. There are many other side effects including—“
Raven unbuttoned the top button of Antioch’s shirt.
“No! Get your hands off me. Don’t you dare—”
“I am your lord. You will hold still and be silent until I say otherwise. Is that clear?”
“Yes, my lord.”
“Very good, sir.” He unbuttoned the next button and the next one and the next all the way down to his waist.
Antioch sucked in his breath and tried to keep himself from trembling.
I do not want to give him that satisfaction.
“I should kill you for what you have done to Missy.” He removed his gloves and set them palm against palm on the floor. “You have stolen her memories and destroyed them.”
Antioch lost control. He trembled as Raven laid his bare hands on his exposed chest.
I hate him.
“You came into my house.” Raven slid his hands around to Antioch’s back.
The older man stiffened.
I hate him so much!
“You assaulted Missy. You bit her.” Raven nuzzled his neck and nipped his skin.
Stop. STOP! STOP IT!
“You were trying to change her, weren’t you?”
“Yes, my lord.”
“Of course, you were.” He nipped Antioch’s neck again. “You attacked me.” His nip hardened into a full bite.
I will make you pay for this assault, you filthy monster.
“I ought to kill you for that, but I will not. I may have further use for you. In the meantime, consider yourself uninvited from my home. You will not come here again unless I order you to do so. You will not come anywhere near Missy again unless I order you to do so. You will not come near me nor my friends again unless I order you to do so. Is that clear?”
“Yes. My lord.”
“Then, we have an understanding. Excellent.” Raven released him and stood.
I will make you pay dearly.
Antioch sat up and looked steadily at the half-fey. “Yes. I am very sure. Begin.”