He stared bemused for a moment. Her long nightgown covered her from the neck down. The only things showing were the tips of her toes. Her toenails were painted a pale pink. Feminine. Personally, he liked bold colors. “Nothing about your plants. I just needed you to open the door. But Sparkle did send me.”

“Who…?”

He didn‘t need to be in her head to follow her thought processes. She was adjusting his cleaned-up version to what she‘d seen in the dungeon. He sensed the exact moment she made the connection.

“Vampire!” She tried to close the door.

“Dacian.” He kept it open with his foot.

“No!” Her gaze shifted to a nearby lamp.

“Yes.” He stepped inside and caught her as she made a dive for her weapon of choice. “Asima warned me you had a violent streak.”

Dacian almost smiled. He liked females who weren‘t afraid to bash a few heads. Amazing how she‘d improved his mood.

“Turn. Me. Loose.” Each word was forced through clenched teeth.

“Or?”

“Or I‘ll scream loud enough to shatter your undead eardrums. There have to be some normal people in this place who will come to help me before you can drain me dry.”

He was tempted to let her scream. Throwing a few bodies around would release some of his pent-up emotion. But then he decided against it. Ganymede might try to toss him out, and he needed to last at least until Taurin came home.

“I‘ll let you go, but first look into my eyes. I‘m safe to be around now.” A lie. He was never safe to be around.

She kept her gaze averted. “Uh-uh. I know the score about vampires. I look into your eyes, and you glamour me.”

He snorted his contempt. “Where‘d you get all this knowledge?”

“I read a lot.” She sounded a little defensive now.

“I don‘t care what you‘ve read. I can‘t glamour you.” Another lie. The truth? He didn‘t bother to glamour anyone when he could achieve the same result by more physical means. Why drain his power when a punch to the jaw accomplished the same thing?

She was still twisting and turning, trying to escape. A startled hiss escaped him.The pressure of her body moving against his was having an unexpected effect. Unexpected because sex was the last thing on his mind right now. But someone had forgotten to tell his cock.

He released her. “If you‘ll look into my eyes, you‘ll see I‘m back in control.” Dacian prepared to move if she made a grab for the lamp. He could take it out of her hands without touching her, but he‘d rather not scare her with his various talents any more than he already had.