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The amber lights in his dark eyes danced and a soft smile curved his luscious lips and she reached out and touched those lips, wishing he would put them to hers. For months and months she had been fantasizing about kissing Graely.
He frowned and shoved her hand away. “Don’t do that. Don’t think this is a romance. You are a child. I am…a Dark Prince.”
“Graely,” she said not in the least perturbed by his harsh behavior. “Ye are so much more than that.”
“But not for you, never for you.”
He was gone, just like that and although his words pinched, they had not really gotten her down. Frankie was wise beyond her years, way beyond her years. She remembered what she said after he had gone, “Ye are wrong, Graely.”
And now, in the quiet of her room, in the Highlands of Scotland, months later, she said it again, “Oh Graely, m’own Dark Prince. Ye are wrong to think that ye are not for me. So wrong.”
Chapter Six
ESLYM MOVED GRACEFULLY across her bedroom, content with her lot, now that life was so different—different because of him.
He had just left her. She remembered the way he had kissed her, touched her and passionately fondled her breasts, before he laid her down, and took her over and over again, she felt heated once more.
A small part of her felt guilty.
He had come to her parent’s home and had taken her in her bedroom. They were out at a meeting, and although she was of age to have a lover, they certainly would not have approved of this and they did not approve of him.
They were suspicious of Pestale and did not believe that he had any good in him at all. They thought she was naïve.
But, they didn’t know, they just didn’t feel what she felt—how could they?
When he entered her life, she became his and his alone.
He filled her with wanting.
Oddly enough, when this thought flitted through her mind, so did an image of Darmon.
She had thought she loved Darmon, but she had been wrong. It was Pestale, only Pestale…
Her life had been sweetly pleasant and now it was filled with excitement. He thrilled her with his dynamic presence. He thrilled her with his wild love-making.
Her peaceful life in Conglam had been changed.
She didn’t see much of her friends anymore.
Her days were filled with Pestale and always in secret.
Standing at the large window of her pretty green and mauve room she stared at the reflection of the woman staring back at her. She was an oddity—a product of a forbidden love between her Blue Demon father, and her lovely Shapeshifter mother.
There was no other like her, her mother was fond of pointing out. She was unique, but she hadn’t wanted to be. Now, she was pleased because Pestale was so charmed by all that she was and all that she could do.
Her pale skin was tinged with blue, her eyes were bright aqua, her hair was long and white, her lips full and Pestale always called them luscious. She was exotic and it was the first thing he had told her when they met six months ago. How had they not met before, she would muse.
He had wanted her just as she was, even though she possessed an unusual quality the other wolf shifters did not have. She could be anything she wanted, anyone she wanted, any time and without adverse affects. She preferred always to shift into a wolf, rather than any other form, but she could mimic any form she wanted.
When her father and mother had fallen in love hundreds of years ago, their relatives had shunned them. Through the years, the match had been tolerated and then widely accepted by most of the members of both colonies. Her parents were invited to all the meetings and their council was even sought in many matters.
Her parents were no longer outsiders, though they chose to live apart and private from both colonies.
She was glad of it, for she didn’t want to choose the jungle of the Blue Demons with their underground habitat, or the vast forest and valley of the Shapeshifters.
Her parents had carved out their own niche of beauty, their own land and she had grown accustomed to the privacy.
Eslym had reached her majority and blossomed in the last year. She knew that one or two male members of the Blue Demons were more than a little interested in her, especially Sventer who had made no secret of his interest.
