Cinn swallowed hard as she shifted her gaze to Dacian. She’d taken her hand from her mouth. God, the woman had a great mouth. It was a testament to how hot those lips were that he could even notice them in this situation. But then, he hadn’t had sex in a long time, so any woman’s lips would look great.

She didn’t say anything, but he figured she thought sticking with her plants would be a safer bet. She’d be right.

Ignoring all the negative vibes ricocheting off the stone walls, Sparkle forged onward. “He’s a vampire. Human medicine can’t help him control whatever spell turns him into a dangerous animal.”

Spell? Cinn would think that just being a vampire made him a dangerous animal. No spells needed.

“But you have power given to you by Airmid. You might be able to find a way to help him. Maybe whip up an herbal cocktail that could stop the episodes before they started.” Sparkle looked hopeful.

Cinn blinked. “I doubt it. Now can I go?”

Heartless bitch. Even as Dacian passed judgment on her, he admitted she was probably right. Stephan was the only one who could stop his episodes.

“I know this is all overwhelming, Cinn. I wanted to ease you into the more…interesting aspects of the castle, but,” Sparkle tried on a regretful expression, “things didn’t turn out the way I’d planned. I’m sure when you get to know everyone, you’ll feel right at home here.”

“No.”

Sparkle ignored her. “And once Dacian takes a shower and puts his fangs away I’m sure you’ll find that he’s a really nice guy.”

“I’m not a nice guy. I’ve never been a nice guy. And if someone doesn’t start explaining what’s going on, I’m going to tear out a few throats.”

“Shut up, bloodsucker.” The cat hissed at him.

“No.” Cinn was standing firm.

“Well, I wasn’t going to mention this, because hey, I didn’t want to scare you…”

“Could’ve fooled me.” Cinn’s muttered comment was meant to be heard.

Sparkle forged on. “But Airmid has gotten wind of what you’ve been doing, and she’s really pissed. In fact, she’s on her way to your home in Oregon right now to put a major hurting on your plant-mutating ass. That’s really why I brought you here now. We can protect you.” She shrugged. “Just letting you know.”

“You’re lying.” But there was a note of uncertainty in Cinn’s voice. “This whole thing is one giant con. I don’t know how you did it or why you did it, but I want out.”