Page 16 of Air of Seduction
Or doesn’t he believe I’ll do it? If that’s the case, I guess it’s time to show him I’m serious. And I know exactly how to do that.
But before I get to that…
I turn around and move toward Payton, where she’s still standing close to the door.
Her eyes glide up my body until they lock with mine. Her hands are clasped in front of her, her white knuckles the only sign she might be uncomfortable watching.
“How are you feeling?” I come to a stop no more than a foot in front of her. My hands are itching to touch her, but I resist the urge.
“I’m fine.” It comes out a bit clipped, but that is to be expected.
“It’s still possible for you to leave. There’s no need for you to be here and witness this.”
She raises her chin in defiance. “I can handle it.”
I nod. “I believe you, but that doesn’t mean you should stay.”
Narrowing her eyes at me, she crosses her arms. “If it bothers you so much that I’m watching, try to forget I’m here. Now go back and do your thing. I want to know where Olivia is.”
I let out a surprised chuckle at her attitude.Fuck.I want to kiss her, but I doubt she would let me after I just guzzled that vamp’s blood.
“Yes, ma’am.” I give her a little bow before I spin on my heel and return to my task. It’s time for a little sword practice.
I have no idea why I was suddenly able to cut the other vampire’s head off just using the air in the room. But now that I know I have the ability, I have to practice to make sure I can do it again and with precision every time. And I’ve got the perfect specimen right here to hone my skills on.
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Payton
I can’t help ogling Ronan’s fine back and ass as he walks away from me. God help me, this guy is perfection. The play of muscles as he moves is enough to make my lips tingle with how much I want to kiss every square inch of his skin.
And the fact that I can even think that in this room while he’s busy inflicting pain on someone must be a sign that I’m going insane.
I jerk and take a step back when the vampire screams, and a long gash opens across his torso. Blood runs down his front from the wound, which reaches from his upper left chest to his right hip. But how it happened, I have no idea.
Can Ronan inflict wounds just using his mind, or did he move so fast I didn’t even see it? Come to think of it, I don’t know how he killed the vampire who had me in a chokehold either. I could have sworn neither Ronan nor Lucas were close enoughto reach him where he stood behind me. But somehow he died anyway.
Another cut spreads open across the vampire’s body, and then another one.
Squinting, I take a step closer. There’s a shimmer in the air just before another wound opens. Like someone wielded a blade so fast it leaves a little disturbance in the air. But Ronan didn’t move his hands at all. They’re still fisted at his sides.
A gash opens across the vampire’s throat. He gasps, but it can’t be very deep, since there’s not a lot of blood.
“How do you think your friend transformed into a pile of dust? I never touched him, but somehow his head fell off anyway.” Ronan cocks his head.
His head fell off.Shock reverberates through me. I never saw what happened. I just felt the vampire let go and assumed Ronan was responsible.
A look of concern flits across the chained man’s face. But then he chuckles. “I know you’re trying to scare me. But it doesn’t matter if you kill me, because it will only be a short time until I rise again.”
Ronan’s shoulders tense. “Seriously? Who on earth told you that?”
“My master.” The man lifts his chin with pride. “He takes care of his followers. If we die in his service, he’ll make sure we rise again, and we’ll grow stronger with each time we rise. So, go ahead and kill me. You’ll be doing me a favor.”
Ronan shakes his head slowly, probably in disbelief like I am.
That doesn’t sound right. Unless this master I’ve heard mentioned several times now is a god or something. But that’s not the impression I got.
Ronan’s sudden laughter makes me jump. “Have you seen him resurrect anyone?”