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He drew his phone from the pocket of his battle leathers. Time to bring in the big guns.
Just as he pulled up Davido’s number, the troll’s voice sounded from behind him. “Were you about to call me, my good Mastyr Seth? I hope so, because my most beloved one sent me, or have I come too soon?”
“Davido,” Lorelei cried, turning as she spoke. This time when she launched, Seth didn’t stop her. He had no fear of Davido, despite his famous charisma.
Davido opened his arms and embraced Lorelei. She had to bend over to reach him given David’s short stature, which gave Seth an improper view of her bottom encased in tight jeans. Like the male he was, he took full advantage of the sight.
Davido rubbed Lorelei’s back and cleared his throat, finally drawing Seth’s gaze away from her.
Davido winked.
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bsp; Seth chuckled. He’d always liked Davido, one of the ugliest trolls, and finest men, he’d ever known. He was married to perhaps the most beautiful woman in the Nine Realms, Vojalie of Merhaine Realm, a very powerful fae, the one who had sent Davido to Big Timber.
The mystery of Davido’s age prompted all kinds of curiosity. Seth had known him his entire life which placed him beyond eleven-hundred years, yet his ancient background remained a great secret. But the realm-folk loved the kind and very wise, ancient troll and his wife’s adoration set an example for everyone.
He also had incredible powers, well beyond even the most gifted in their world. Seth still didn’t know how he actually travelled. Though he had the capacity for flight, more often than not, he did his appear-disappear act.
When he finally released Lorelei, he shivered. “Is there some place warmer we can go to talk?”
Seth glanced around. The main lodge would warm up quickly once he got a fire going. “Follow me.”
Davido immediately took Lorelei’s hand. “And how is everything, my dear? Did Rosamunde teach you what you needed to know?”
Seth watched them, his gaze dropping more than once to Davido’s hand clasping Lorelei’s. His heart seized. He wanted to feel that at ease with her, that he could take her hand and hold it in his.
He felt as though he’d lived a lifetime with her over the past twenty-four hours, carrying her in his arms while she’d been in wolf-form, fearing she would die. He’d even taken from her throat and had sex with her. Yet, the thought of holding her hand unsettled him, another sign that he hardly knew her.
She chatted with Davido asking about baby Bernice, their recent addition to what was a large family.
He knew Lorelei had worked in Davido’s household a long time ago and that Davido had helped Quinlan and Batya get Lorelei to Ferrenden Peace just two months past. The two of them had a connection, something he hadn’t experienced in a long time.
Centuries ago, he’d cared deeply for Kristen, a woman he’d thought to marry. But from the time he’d lost her through her betrayal and subsequent death, he hadn’t allowed any woman to get close.
He marveled at the blood rose phenomenon that kept moving in waves through the mastyrs of the Nine Realms. And now Lorelei, who had come into his life, was capable of creating an endless supply of blood for him.
Through Quinlan, and subsequent conversations he’d had with Rosamunde during the month the queen had trained Lorelei, Seth knew that Lorelei had been the product of genetic manipulation, a test-tube fetus that had carried all four strains of DNA, each with the ability to present a significant face to the world, a complete anomaly in realm history.
She’d also been designed to be a weapon to be used for Margetta’s ambitions to one day rule their world.
But Margetta had kidnapped the wrong troll to raise Lorelei, because Genevieve’s excellent character had made Lorelei a woman of great worth.
As Davido and Lorelei stepped up on the broad porch of the main lodge, she glanced at him and smiled. She looked happy, and why wouldn’t she be since she still held Davido’s hand?
Jealous? Lorelei pierced his telepathic frequency, taunting him again.
His breath caught at the teasing smile on her lips. The woman seemed to enjoy baiting him and therefore deserved to be answered in kind. Yes. I want my hands on you, shifter-woman.
What returned to him was a sudden rush of apple blossom scent. Desire flowed quickly through his groin in response, hardening what shouldn’t be hard right now.
Davido also looked back at him and chuckled. “The two of you can flirt later. Right now, we need to stop the four packs from going to war.”
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Lorelei stood back as Davido and Seth worked to build a fire in the massive, lodge fireplace. Because of her shifter qualities, she was perfectly warm despite the frigid air in the room. She sat down on the leather loveseat nearest the fire, resting her elbow on the arm, her chin in hand. She crossed her legs at the knee and waggled her furry boot up and down.
She felt edgy, in part because Seth’s mossy scent had about knocked her over and all she’d done was tease him a little. She’d been craving the man for two months now and all that the recent sex had done was make her want more of him, a lot more.
