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“Notthat.”
“A cure for myboss.”
“I am not analchemist.”
“Then I need a vial of your blood. What’s the big deal? I saw how humongous you are. It’s not like you’re going to missit.”
Most guys would be delighted to be called humongous, but Zav stepped back, tension snapping into his body. It was only then that I realized he’d been speaking to me normally, almost pleasantly. Until I’d pissed him offagain.
“No dragon would allow his blood to be experimented on, not by another dragon, and definitely not by some vampirevermin.”
I had a feeling he considered everyone who wasn’t a dragon to be vermin. “That’s my price. Why can’t you find their lair and get your own dark elves,anyway?”
“I can. I choose todelegate.”
“I didn’t sign up to be your assistant. I have my own mission, someone’s life to save. Sorry, but that’s more important to me than your to-do list.” I waved to the open balcony door. “You can see yourselfout.”
He strode toward me, not away, his eyes darkening with his anger. Sindari growled and crouched. I reached forChopper.
I was fast enough that I managed to get the sword halfway out of its scabbard before his power locked on to me again, but that only made me feel like an idiot with my arm stuck over my head. Sindari growled again, but he appeared as frozen as I was as Zav stepped inclose.
Again, he reached for my head. This time, he laid his hand on the side of it and stared into my eyes in some parody of a lover’s gaze. But there was no love in his expression. He didn’t hurt me or dig his fingers into my scalp, but his eyes were as haughty as always as he stared into mine, and the power that crackled around him skittered over my skin and made my nerves tingle with something closer to pain thanpleasure.
“It is an honor to serve a dragon, to be selected as a personal minion,” he said softly, “and youwillserve me. Bring me the dark elves, and bring me the artifact, and do not question mefurther.”
A new type of power gripped me, something more subversive than his raw strength. It altered my thoughts, and I envisioned myself doing as he wished, dragging his enemies out of some tunnel to lay before him, then dropping at his feet and lifting the egg-relic up over my head to him, so eager to do his bidding, eager to please, hoping for a pat on the head like adog…
I couldn’t voice the words “Fuck you,” but I was pleased that I managed to think them. Unfortunately, that didn’t drive the eagerness to please him out of my mind. And he only smirked as he stepped back, releasing me again. Weirdly, my body missed that power crackling all around me and throughme.
Without another word, he walked toward the balcony door, the curtains swirling on a gust of air again. He looked back over his shoulder as he strode out, but I couldn’t read his expression. Then he was gone, springing off the balcony railing and shifting in the air back to his dragonform.
I released my grip on Chopper, the sword sliding back into its scabbard, and sank to my knees. A new level of exhaustion came over me, and I dropped my hands to the floor, needing the support. As I stared at the rug, two things sank in. First, I’d made a mistake in not negotiating until I’d found a reward that he would give me—a dragon could make a charm or something even more useful that would help me. Second… even though he’d left, and his aura was fading as he flew farther away, he’d imparted an urge in me that I couldn’tdeny.
Ididwant to bring his enemies out to lay at his feet. I longed to please him, to have him touch my head again and tell me what a good girl Iwas.
Snarling, I balled my hands into fists and thumped them against the floor. I was going todenythat urge. His dark elves could stay in their lair, having orgies all over his precious artifact. I’d die before I helped the smugbastard.
