lhamilton.thekillingdance-第69部分
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I was alone in the room with the earth still twitching like a horse thick with flies。 When the last ripple had died away； I looked out of the blasted wall at the others。
Jean…Claude and Richard stood at the opening of the wall。 The three werewolves clustered around them。 Even Cassandra had knelt on the ground beside the wolf that was Jason。 Dominic stood behind them； watching。 He was grinning at me like a proud papa。
I walked towards them； my legs a touch rubbery； and I stumbled； splashing blood down the side of the bowl。 Crimson drops fell onto the swept earth。
The wolf was suddenly there； licking the ground clean。 I ignored it and kept walking。 Vampires next。 Everyone moved to let me pass as if they were afraid to touch me。 Except for Dominic。 He crowded almost too close。
I felt his own power crackle between us； shivering over my skin； down the ropes of power that bound me to Richard and Jean…Claude。
I swallowed and said； 〃Back up。〃
〃My apologies。〃 He moved back until I couldn't feel him quite so tightly。 〃Good enough？〃
I nodded。
The three vampires waited with hungry eyes。 I sprinkled them with the cooling blood。 They twitched when the blood touched them； but there was no rush of power。 Nothing。 Shit。
Dominic frowned。 〃The blood is still warm。 It should work。〃
Jean…Claude moved closer。 I could feel it without turning around。 I could feel him ing down the line of power between us like a fish being reeled in。 〃But it is not working；〃 he said。
〃No；〃 I said。
〃They are lost then。〃
I shook my head。 Willie was staring at the bowl of blood。 The look was feral； pure hunger。 I'd thought that the worst thing that could happen would be for Willie to simply lie down in his coffin and be truly dead。 I was wrong。 Having Willie crawl out of his coffin craving nothing but blood； knowing nothing but hunger； would be worse。 I would not loose him； not yet。
〃Any bright ideas？〃 I asked。
〃Feed them the blood in the bowl；〃 Dominic said； 〃but hurry before it grows colder。〃
I didn't argue； there was no time。 I wiped the knife on my jeans and sheathed it。 I'd have to clean it and the sheath later； but I needed my hands free。 I dipped my fingertips into the blood。 It was still warm； but barely。 The eyes were still brown as they followed my hand； but it wasn't Willie looking out of them。 It just wasn't。
I lifted the gold bowl to Willie's mouth and said； 〃Willie； drink。〃 His throat moved； swallowing furiously； and I felt that click。 He was mine again。 〃Stop； Willie。〃
He stopped； and I took the bowl away from him。 He didn't grab for it。 He didn't move at all。 His eyes were blank and empty above his bloody mouth。 〃Go back to your coffin； Willie。 Rest until nightfall。 Back to your coffin to rest。〃
He turned and walked back down the hallway。 I'd have to trust he was going back to the coffin。 I'd check later。 One down； two to go。 Liv left like a good little puppet。 The blood was getting pretty low by the time I raised it to Damian's lips。
He drank at it； his pale throat swallowing。 The blood passed down his throat and something brushed me。 Something that wasn't my magic。 Something else。 Damian's chest rose in a great breath like a man struggling back from drowning。 And that something thrust me backwards； cast out my power； turned it back on me。 It was like a door slammed； but it was more than that。 A force thrust at me； hit me； and the world swirled around。 My vision was eaten away in greyness and white spots。 I heard my own heartbeat impossibly loud。 The thudding chased me down into the darkness； then even that was lost。
33
I woke； staring up at the white drapes above Jean…Claude's bed。 There was a damp washcloth folded over my forehead and voices arguing。 I lay there for a few seconds； just blinking。 I couldn't remember how I'd gotten here。 I remembered the sensation of being cast out of Damian。 I'd been cast out like an intruder； something to be protected against。 The force that touched me hadn't been evil。 I'd felt evil before； and that wasn't it。 But it certainly hadn't been a beneficent force； either。 More neutral； maybe。
The voices were Jean…Claude and Richard。 The argument was about me。 Big surprise。
〃How can you let her die when you could save her？〃 Richard asked。
〃I do not believe she is dying； but even if she was； without her permission； I will never again invade her mind。〃
〃Even if she was dying？〃
〃Yes；〃 Jean…Claude said。
〃I don't understand that。〃
〃You don't have to understand it； Richard。 Anita would agree with me。〃
I brushed the rag from my head。 I wanted to sit up； but it seemed too much effort。
Richard sat down on the bed； taking my hand。 I wasn't sure I wanted him to； but I was still too weak to stop him。
Jean…Claude stood behind him； watching me。 His face was blank and perfect； a mask。
〃How do you feel？〃 Richard asked。
I had to swallow before I could speak。 〃Not sure。〃
Dominic walked into view。 He had； wisely； stayed out of the argument。 Besides； he was already a vampire's human servant。 What was he going to say？ That the mark was evil； or that it was no big deal。 Lies either way。
〃I am very glad to see you awake。〃
〃It thrust me out；〃 I said。
He nodded。 〃Indeed。〃
〃What thrust her out？〃 Richard asked。
Dominic looked at me。
I shrugged。
〃When the power that animates the vampire returned and found Anita still inside the body； the power cast her out。〃
Richard frowned。 〃Why？〃
〃I shouldn't have been there。〃
〃Did the soul return as you touched it？〃 Jean…Claude asked。
〃I've felt the brush of a soul before； that wasn't it。〃
Jean…Claude looked at me。
I looked back。
He was the one who looked away first。
Richard touched my hair where it had gotten wet from the rag。 〃I don't care if it was a soul or the bogeyman。 I thought I'd lost you。〃
〃I always seem to survive； Richard； no matter who else dies。〃
He frowned at that。
I let him。 〃Is Damian all right？〃 I asked。
〃He seems to be；〃 Jean…Claude said。
〃What were you two arguing about？〃
〃Dominic； could you leave us now？〃 Jean…Claude asked。
Dominic smiled。 〃Gladly。 I am eager to speak with Sabin。 Tomorrow； you and Richard can raise him； and you； Anita〃…he touched my face lightly…〃can heal him。〃
I didn't like him touching me； but there was almost a reverence in his face。 It made it hard to yell at him。
〃I'll do my best；〃 I said。
〃In all things； I think。〃 With that； he bid us a good day and left。
When the door closed behind him； I repeated my question。 〃What were you two arguing about？〃
Richard glanced behind at Jean…Claude； then back to me。 〃You stopped breathing for a few seconds。 No heartbeat； either。 I thought you were dying。〃
I looked at Jean…Claude。 〃Tell me。〃
〃Richard wanted me to give you the first mark again。 I refused。〃
〃Smart vampire；〃 I said。
He shrugged。 〃You have made yourself very clear； ma petite。 I will not be accused of forcing myself upon you again。 Not in any sense。〃
〃Did someone do CPR？〃
〃You started breathing on your own；〃 Richard said。 He squeezed my hand。 〃You scared me。〃
I drew my hand out of his。 〃So you offered me to him as his human servant。〃
〃I thought we'd agreed to be a triad of power。 Maybe I don't understand what that means。〃
I wanted to sit up but still wasn't sure I could do it； so I had to be content with frowning up at him。 〃I'll share power with you both； but I won't let Jean…Claude mark me。 If he ever forces himself on me again； I'll kill him。〃
Jean…Claude nodded。 〃You will try； ma petite。 It is a dance I do not wish to begin。〃
〃I'm going to let him mark me before I leave for the pack tonight；〃 Richard said。
I stared up at him。 〃What are you talking about？〃
〃Jean…Claude can't e tonight。 He isn't a member of the pack。 If we're joined； I can still call the power。〃
I struggled to sit up； and if Richard hadn't caught me； I'd have fallen。 I lay cradled in his arms； digging fingers into his arms； trying to make him listen to me。 〃You don't want to be his servant for all eternity； Richard。〃
〃The joining of master and animal is not the same as between master and servant； ma petite。 It is not quite as intimate。〃
I couldn't see the vampire over Richa
