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send someone who can. Where are you?”
    Logan debated not telling him. Only the knowledge that their race couldn’t afford any animosity held his rebellion. “Promise me you’ll be the one to come and see to her. I don’t want to entrust her to anyone else.”
    “Why?” asked Tynan, his skepticism clear.
    “Her blood is too pure to risk.”
    “Are you certain there’s not more to it than that?”
    “Like what?” asked Logan.
    “Do you have feelings for the woman?”
    “Of course not. No more than is reasonable.”
    “You can’t become involved with her,” said Tynan. “None of us can. If she’s human, we need her to breed. If she’s Theronai, she’s off-limits.”
    “I do not need you to tell me the facts.”
    “You’re not detached enough. Without detachment our goals will become confused.”
    Anger made Logan’s voice sharp. “I’m perfectly clear about our goals.”
    “And what might those be, Logan?”
    “The same as yours. Survival of our race. We’ll pair her with an acceptable mate and all will be well.”
    “If she’s human, do you want to bed her first? Get her out of your system? That can be arranged.”
    Said in such a cold, clinical tone, the idea made Logan sneer. “Don’t be ridiculous. Of course I don’t.”
    “As you wish. I’ll come, sample her blood myself as soon as I can get away, and we’ll see her happily settled.”
    Do you want to bed her first?
    The question haunted Logan, putting into his head a possibility that should not exist. He hadn’t wanted a woman in centuries. He’d been too hungry, too weak for his body to respond in any sexual way. Until tonight.
    He wasn’t weak now. Thanks to her blood, there was a stirring of something he’d thought long dead—an interest that went beyond survival. Holding her, feeding from her, had aroused him. Made him hard.
    He wanted her. There was no denying it, but that didn’t mean he’d act on that desire.
    “Come soon,” said Logan. “I don’t know how long they’ll keep her at the hospital. She was too weak for me to remove her memories, so that must still be done.”
    “You won’t lose her. Her blood is yours now.”
    Which meant he’d be able to find her if he chose to do so. Always.
    Already the temptation to do just that was something he had to actively resist. “I have one quick errand to run, and then I’ll be off. I can’t stay and help you.”
    “You mean you won’t stay,” said Tynan.
    “As you say.”
    Logan hung up the phone and drove toward the address that had been written in blood on his bathroom mirror. As he passed through the frozen streets, his mind filled with thoughts of what might await him. Would it be a home filled with people who could feed his race? The location of a gateway into Athanasia they could access? Even a group of humans willing to help them without all the coercion and lies would have been a welcome sight.
    When he pulled up in front of the run-down building where he’d fought earlier tonight, and read the address, his excitement died.
    This place, this Tyler building, did not house the savior of his race. It was simply an empty structure, void of hope. Worse yet, it was entirely possible that it had been a trap—that the creature he’d fought tonight had been sent here to wait for his arrival and had caught Steve’s and Pam’s scents as they’d passed by earlier.
    Logan’s throat burned with anger as he stared at the run-down building. Power raged inside him, tempting him to raze the thing to the ground.
    He could do it. He had enough strength now.
    But if he did, he’d waste all the power she’d given him. He couldn’t do that, no matter how angry he became. Self-control was as vital to his people’s survival as blood. All the Sanguinar knew that, and those who didn’t had died. Or been killed.
    Logan wasn’t always proud of the choices he’d had to make over the years, but he was still standing, as were many of his kind. Without those unpleasant