He shook me, and despite it being one-handed, it made my teeth rattle. โIf anything like that ever happens again. You. Leave. Me. Behind. Do you understand?โ I would have argued, but I was feeling a little shocky for some reason. โIโm not good at abandoning people,โ I finally said. A front-desk person scurried over, first-aid kit in hand, but Pritkin snarled at the poor guy and he quickly backed up a step. โThen get good at it!โ He stomped off, limping, one shoulder hanging at an odd angle. โYouโre welcome,โ I murmured.
Karen ChanceIโm beginning to sense a theme,โ Mircea said, tossing his suit coat over a buckskin-covered chair. A moose head with huge, outspread antlers loomed over it, its bright glass eyes looking oddly lifelike in the low light. Mircea took in the room, his expression slightly repulsed yet fascinated. โI believe there is only one thing to say at this point.โ Whatโs that?โ Yee haw,โ he said gravely, and took me down like a rodeo calf.
Karen ChanceThe most temptation I'd experienced had been with Tomas, the Senate's spy who had been feeding off me without permission, and Mircea, who was probably plotting some nefarious scheme. I have no taste in men.
Karen ChanceI looked up, but had to crane my head back, leaving the features above me wrong-side up. The clear green eyes were the same, and, unfortunately, so was the spiky blond hair. It didnโt look any better from this angle, I decided.
Karen ChanceAnd why not?โ โYou know why! This is a bad idea.โ โPerhaps I like a challenge.โ โPerhaps youโre a glutton for punishment!โ โPerhaps I am in love.
Karen ChancePritkin gave me a little shake and I eyed him without favor. The only other occasions when I had been dragged back in time, the trip had been triggered by proximity to a person whose past was being threatened. I have to tell you,โ I said frankly, โif someone is trying to mess with your conception or something, Iโm not feeling a pressing need to intervene.
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