Chapters (18)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright Notice
- Dedication
- House of the Rising Son
- Phantom Lover
- Winter Born
- A Dark-Hunter Christmas
- Until Death We Do Part
- A Hard Day’s Night Searcher
- Shadow of the Moon
- Fear the Darkness
- Where Angels Fear to Tread
- Love Bytes
- Santa Wears Spurs
- Redemption: A Bonus Scene from The Guardian
- Also by Sherrilyn Kenyon
- About the Author
Velkan was a monster!
This time her scream came from deep within her soul.
Velkan jerked as that scream resonated through his memory. He tried to free himself of Raluca’s tight grip, but she refused to let him go.
“Enough!” he roared. “I don’t want to see any more.”
She finally released him.
Velkan’s breathing was ragged as he stared at the Were-Hunter. “How can you do that?”
She folded her arms over her chest. “My father was a Dream-Hunter. I inherited a few of his abilities, such as manipulating reality so that you could experience that night as Esperetta.”
“Why would you do this?”
“Because I lost my mate to the hatred of an Order that should have never existed. There’s nothing I can do about that, but you two have lost each other because you’re both too prideful and stubborn to admit you’re wrong.”
“How could I ever tru—”
“Velkan!” Raluca snapped in a tone he’d never heard before as she called him by his name. “You have seen that night through her eyes. It wasn’t her fault. You kept the truth of her father from her. You never once let her know as a mortal how demented Vlad was. No one did. To her, he was a decent and caring father. She never saw his brutality. But you … you she saw. On the night you met, you beheaded a man on top of her. She was just a young woman who’d been sequestered in a convent. Can you imagine the horror of that?”
He looked away as he remembered just how scared Esperetta had been. Her entire body had quaked in his arms the whole way home and she’d been racked with nightmares for months on end. He’d held her in the darkness and sworn to her that he’d never allow anyone else to ever hurt her again.
Until her father had killed her.
But that changed nothing. Esperetta didn’t love him and he would never expose himself to that kind of pain again. “You ask more than I can give.”
“Very well, but know this. The princess hasn’t left your side since you were brought here. She could have tried to escape us, but she hasn’t. She’s stood watch over you like a lioness guarding her pride. And for five hundred years I have sacrificed my daughter and her happiness to watch over Esperetta for you. I’ve had enough of that. If the princess leaves, she leaves alone.”
“I forbid it.”
“I am your servant, my lord. My daughter isn’t. If you want the princess guarded, then I suggest you do it yourself.”
Velkan gaped at her words. She’d never spoken to him like this. Never once. “You’re not serious.”