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you kidding?”
    “No.” He wouldn’t take an unwilling bride. Her need for him would pass with some space. He’d have Adrienne in her right mind or he wouldn’t take her at all.

Chapter Three
    “T ry to breathe through your nose.” Jerome instructed her with the same words she’d been hearing from him for the last ten minutes. All she knew was that since Hanzi walked out of the room, she couldn’t control the panic threatening to overtake her.
    Jerome spoke again. “I swear it will be better soon. I’m going to find some help.”
    “I’m allergic to penicillin. In case you mean medicinally. I thought you might need to know my drug reactions. Doctors always ask. I guess you’re not in the medical field. Do you have a sleeping pill? Something to knock me out.”
    “Nothing quite so dramatic.”
    He must have left the room because the door clicked shut.
    She tried to do as he said, to breathe. Why did she react so violently toward him? Hanzi wanted to feed from her. His gaze altered when the fangs emerged, and then feeding was all she thought about, too. Adrienne wanted him to bite the hell out of her.
    But she didn’t, not when she intellectualized it, and Hanzi had said her longing wasn’t real. So what the hell was going on? She couldn’t figure out how she felt about any of it; her entire world had shifted to revolve around her need to have him feed, a notion she’d rejected the moment she met him. Had she ever been so fucking frustrated?
    The door clicked open again, and she assumed it was Jerome. But it wasn’t his voice she heard, and her lids flew open as she darted backward to the couch, nearly hitting the wall as she did.
    “Miss.” The man, who knelt in front of her, set off her vampire alarms. It was the pale beauty, the gaze beckoning her to both look away and stare forever. The ultimate predator who made his prey wish to do whatever he wanted. Or so she had always been told. Until Hanzi, she’d never wanted to do anything with a vampire during her adult life.
    “Who are you?”
    The door clicked open and closed again, and Jerome came in. “Please meet Feri. He and Hanzi know each other.”
    Feri’s blond hair fell in front of his dark brown, almost black, eyes which made his lighter tresses seem fake. He’d been gifted with some beautiful genes. But Feri didn’t even make her heart flutter; she preferred Hanzi’s darkness.
    “Hanzi is a brother to me.”
    His English sounded halting. Yet, she understood him perfectly.
    “I don’t care who you are. What are you doing here? What is happening to me?” She knew she sounded hysterical. Her skin was too tight, and she feared exploding from the inside out if someone didn’t rush Hanzi back to her.
    The new man, Feri, cupped the back of her head. She jerked at the contact. No one should be touching her except Hanzi. Where Feri’s hand touched her scalp, it burned.
    “Sshh. Your reaction shouldn’t be happening to you the way it is. Way too soon. My lady is resting comfortably as you should be. Then again, nothing about Hanzi has ever gone as it should, exactly. Why should his courtship?”
    How dare he say something negative about her vampire? She wanted to punch him in the nose. Her mouth suddenly gone dry, Adrienne forced herself to swallow. Her head went fuzzy.
    “I’m easing some of the discomfort for you, compelling you to feel better. It won’t last forever. Hanzi might undo it or you can yourself when you are stronger. Try to relax.”
    “I....” She had something to say, something she should be objecting to. There was always a reason to feel oppositional these days.
    “Sshh. You don’t follow instructions well.” A small smile crossed Feri’s face. “Perfect for my brother.”
    “Are you actually brothers? Or is it a term of endearment? You know, like bro?”
    Feri looked in Jerome’s direction. “She’s very amusing.”
    “I can’t believe the things coming out of her mouth.” The other man shook his head.