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Chapter 19
"You have skin privileges," he said against her pulse, biting down very gently. "You're Pack. "
It was the last thing she'd ever expected to hear.
Mercy closed her hand over Sascha's clenched fist. "We don't let Pack members die without a damn good fight. "
Sascha felt tears burn at her eyes. "You don't understand!"
Vaughn nuzzled his way up her neck and bit her lightly on the ear before standing to his full height, his hands on her shoulders. "We understand you think the PsyNet is omnipotent. That's because it's all you've ever been taught. " He moved around to lean against the table by her side. "But the rules have changed. "
"What rules?" she said, feeling defeated by their refusal to see the truth. "They're just as powerful, just as deadly. "
"But you aren't anything they've ever seen," Mercy said.
Sascha looked up into the other woman's face. "I'm only a broken Psy. "
"Are you?" Vaughn ran the backs of his fingers down her cheek. Startled once again, she didn't know how to react. She'd seen the way the leopards touched each other but had never expected to be on the receiving end of such casual affection. Especially from the deadly sentinels. "Or are you something else entirely?"
A retort was on the tip of Sascha's tongue when she frowned and remembered those secret family files she'd retrieved but never examined. "I need to think," she muttered, already withdrawing into her mind.
Neither of the sentinels said a word. They simply ensured her protection while she sat there thumbing through pages and pages of mental data. Somewhere during that time, Tamsyn came into the kitchen and started baking cookies. With one corner of her mind, Sascha felt the healer's sorrow at having had to send Julian and Roman away. Lucas had shared the truth of their absence last night, trusting her more than she trusted herself. Tamsyn couldn't, wouldn't, go with her children - she was the healer and if blood was spilled, they'd need her.
Barely even thinking about it, Sascha gathered in Tamsyn's sharp sadness and took it inside her. As always, the emotions of others settled like rocks against her heart but she knew she could deal with it. Somehow, she had the power to neutralize those negative feelings.
She didn't know how long she'd been sitting there when she was startled out of her trancelike state by a kiss on the back of her neck. Only one male had the power to shatter her so completely. She blinked and turned to find Lucas behind her. He pulled her to her feet, his face set in harsh lines.
"What were you doing?" The simmering edge of his temper was visible in his eyes.
"Looking at some information I stole when I hacked the Net. " Why was he angry?
His Hunter marks became vividly delineated. "I told you to stay put. "
"I'm right here. " Her own temper spiked. "What's the matter with you?"
His answer was a low growl that made every tiny hair on her body stand up.
Suddenly, she became aware of the others in the room. Vaughn, Mercy, and Tamsyn had now been joined by Dorian and Clay. Silent as the predators they were, the sentinels and the healer continued about their business, but she knew they were listening.
"Lucas," she said, intending on asking him to take this somewhere private.
"I specifically told you to stay out of the PsyNet. " Fury coated every quiet word.
"I didn't go into it! I'm not completely brainless. " She'd had enough. "Did you expect me to sit here. . . baking cookies while you were gone?" A twinge of amusement from somewhere in the room made her turn and say, "No offense intended, Tamsyn. "
"I know, honey. You're not the cookie-baking type. " The healer put some chocolate chips into a bowl.
"You were supposed to rest your mind. And don't tell me that whatever it was you were doing wasn't using up mental energy you don't have. " Lucas gripped the back of her neck, pulling her toward him.
He was very careful with his strength but the dominance of the gesture wasn't lost on her. "Stop it. " He might be alpha but she was a cardinal.
He didn't bother to answer, speaking to his sentinels instead. "Why the hell did you let her disobey my orders?"
She kicked out with her boot, catching Lucas on the shin. He didn't wince. "You'll pay for that. " It was a silky warning.
And it made her explode. She might have been a failure as a cardinal, but she had a little specialty not many people knew about. Reaching out with her mind, she pushed Lucas Hunter so hard, he was two feet from her before he could blink.
Everyone froze.
Sascha realized she'd just attacked the alpha of DarkRiver. Too bad. He'd been acting like a complete Neanderthal. Meeting those eyes, which had gone more panther than human, she put her hands on her hips and tried to pretend the telekinetic effort hadn't worn her out.
"Still want to play?" It was a taunt she'd never have made before she'd started to spend so much time with changelings.
"Oh, yeah, kitten, I want to play. " Lucas moved toward her in that lightning-fast way of his, his emotions a mix of exhilaration and challenge.
She was ready. Using her remaining strength, she jumped backward onto the table, the action almost catlike. Her Psy mind had watched the way the leopards moved and now it mimicked the beautifully smooth motion. Lucas's eyes widened as he found her halfway across the table. "You've been keeping secrets. "
"Poor baby," she taunted.
He started to smile. "Come here. "
"Are you going to behave?"
"No. "
Her lips twitched. Feeling silly crouching on the table now that he was no longer chasing her, she jumped off to stand in front of him. His hand went to her neck again, holding her in a possessive grasp. Except this time, there was sensuality instead of anger in his touch. His kiss burned her through to her toes.
When he lifted his head, she took a few moments to catch her breath. "Have you heard of privacy?" she asked, aware of her skin turning scarlet. She could no longer curb the physical reactions of her body. That shield had burned out last night.
Tamsyn laughed. "Sorry, couldn't help overhearing. "
Sascha batted at Lucas's hold until he let her go, content to prowl behind her as she walked to stand on the other side of the counter from Tamsyn. "What?"
The woman rolled her eyes. "DarkRiver males are damn possessive and complete exhibitionists during the mating dance. "
Sascha ran through her dictionary of changeling terminology and could find no fit. "Mating dance?"
Mercy whistled. Dorian winced. Tamsyn suddenly got interested in her dough. Clay and Vaughn mysteriously disappeared. Behind her, Lucas's body was a hard wall of heat. "I think we need to discuss this upstairs. "
"Oh, now you want to be alone?" she muttered.
He picked her up in his arms, shocking her into immobility. Before she could find the breath to complain, he was running up the stairs. A minute later, he dumped her on the bed and lay down beside her.
"Nuh-uh. " She shook her head and tried to move away.
He threw a leg over hers. "Don't try any more tricks, kitten. "
Just for that, she found another spurt of power and pushed his leg off her. A second later it was back.
"We're going to have to talk about this trick of yours," he said, sounding more amused than worried.
She narrowed her eyes. "I could turn your mind into mush if I wanted. "
"But then who'd lick you to orgasm?"
Her entire body turned into a flame. "You can't say things like that!"
"Why not?" His hand parted the sides of her white shirt and it was only then that she realized he'd unbuttoned it.
Long fingers found her breast through her bra and plucked at her nipple.
"Lucas. " It was more moan than word.
"The mating dance is what two leopards go through on their way to mating for life. " He closed his hand over her breast and squeezed.
Her e
yes flicked open, cold fear dousing the fire he'd stoked. "What happens if one half of a mated pair dies?"
"The survivor will never mate again. " That possessive hand was pulling down the cup of her bra to rub lazily at her aroused flesh.
"No, Lucas. " She tried to wiggle out from under him but he wouldn't let her. "You can't. I might not survive the week. "
"You aren't going anywhere. " He sounded more dominant than she'd ever before heard him sound, his eyes completely panther. "You belong to me. "
They were words she'd waited for her whole life but she couldn't accept them. "Don't I get a choice?"
"You made it when you brought me into your dreams, into your mind. " He nipped gently at her lower lip. "And you made it again when you let me into your body. "
There was no way Sascha was going to leave Lucas without a mate for the rest of his life. "I won't cooperate. "
"Sure you will. " Moving his head, he sucked her nipple into his mouth.
Her fingers tunneled into the silky lushness of his hair. "Stop. "
He murmured in pleasure and his other hand slipped down to cup her between her legs. Even through the material of her slacks, she felt the rough heat of his hold.
She tugged at his head and he lifted it only enough to give him room to move to her other breast. Instead of pushing down the cup, he licked her through it, one hand molding her stomach. It was impossible to think with this much sensation overloading her. But she had to speak, she had to make him understand. "You don't know me," she whispered.
He raised his head. "I know you inside out. "
"No, Lucas. I'm not changeling - I'm Psy. My mind is who I am. "
"Liar. " He pinched one wet nipple.
Her entire body shuddered and for an instant she was nothing but a creature of the flesh.
"You're as much animal as me. " It was a husky whisper against her ear. "As sexual, as hungry, as needy. "