Adalric Bachmeier is the leader of his vampire coven and not accustomed to being patient, but to win his beloved’s affection, he tries to be just that. Unfortunately, time runs out too soon. Adalric can’t put off returning to his coven, as well as his duties, any longer, and he plans to take Seth Goodwin with him, willingly or not.
Seth never would have believed that creatures of myth and legend existed. Coming face to face with a vindictive, bloodthirsty vampire opens his eyes real quick to a whole new set of evils in the world. He can’t figure out why Adalric continues with his overtures of friendship, especially when he’s been nothing but rude and cold to the guy. After all, Seth wants nothing to do with a vampire.
Adalric insists that Seth must go with him to his coven, and he uses the guise of marking him as taken—making him off-limits to other vampires—to finally sink his fangs into the human. Even though Seth finds great pleasure in Adalric’s arms, when the truth of their relationship comes out, will their fragile bond withstand the tension? Or will it snap, sending Seth running?
A large shadow darkened the alcove where he stood. Adalric looked left and discovered Maelgwn watching him, the gargoyle’s brow ridge creased in concern. “Any luck?” the massive chieftain asked, crossing his heavily muscled, dark blue arms over his equally impressive chest.
Adalric snorted. “Why, yes. That’s why I’m over here and Seth is over there trying to once again convince Bobby to run away from us.”
“He’s what?” Maelgwn rumbled, glaring at the pair.
Now Bobby stood with one hand on his hip while making small gestures with the other as he spoke. Seth frowned, clearly not liking Bobby’s words, and Bobby glared right back at him.
Rolling his eyes, Adalric stated dryly, “Please, as if anything in this world could make Bobby leave you. The human is so hopelessly in love with you, it’s almost nauseating to watch.” He curved the corner of his mouth so Maelgwn knew he teased.
Maelgwn grinned unabashedly. “Yep, just as it should be.”
Adalric sighed. As it should be. Yes, beloveds should feel that way about each other. Unfortunately, if he couldn’t even get Seth to have a decent conversation with him, they’d never get to that point.
“I’m sorry,” Maelgwn said. The gargoyle gripped Adalric’s slender shoulder in one clawed hand. “It’ll happen. Just give it time. Surely, he’ll come around.”
“One can only hope,” Adalric murmured. Hope was pretty much the only thing he did have right now. He certainly hadn’t made any progress.
“Look, I came to find you because you received a call from Edwin. He says he needs to speak to you as soon as possible,” Maelgwn told him.
Adalric nodded. “I’d best call him back then.”
He pushed away from the wall and headed along the garden walk toward the door. Choosing a route that took him close to the talking humans on purpose, Adalric drew nearer to his beloved. The scent of the man’s blood called to him. Although a vampire couldn’t be one hundred percent certain of their beloved until they’d tasted their blood, Adalric would bet his left fang that he was correct in his assertion that Seth was his.
“Good afternoon, gentlemen,” Adalric greeted as he neared. He spotted the stiffening of Seth’s shoulders, proving he’d heard him speak, but he didn’t turn to face him. Adalric barely controlled his desire to demand his beloved’s attention.
“Hey, Adalric,” Bobby said, turning and smiling at him. “Are you enjoying the gardens?”
Adalric stopped, smiling at the small human. Standing barely five foot eight, with a slender frame and short dark hair, when Bobby stood beside his seven-foot-tall gargoyle mate, their differences really stood out. However, it was their personalities that truly contrasted…in the best possible ways. Where Maelgwn was serious and reserved, Bobby nearly bubbled with vitality and his love for life. Adalric thought they made a good match.
“Yes,” Adalric answered, returning his focus where it belonged. “I find I don’t often have time to simply relax like this at home. I’m enjoying taking advantage of the opportunity.”
Finally, Seth turned to face Adalric. “You don’t have a garden at home?” he asked, his curiosity evidently getting the better of him.
The recipient of Seth’s hazel-eyed stare, Adalric’s breath caught in his throat. His beloved was finally talking to him.