been nothing I could have done for her.” Again he paused to catch his breath. “Forgive me, she took much of my energy.”
Sebastian waited patiently for him to continue at his own pace.
“I’ve healed her body but she has been without nourishment for a long time it seems.”
“Are you saying she was in there starving to death?”
The doctor nodded.
“How long?”
“I couldn’t say for sure. So many different races so many different dietary needs. We won’t know until she wakes and can answer for herself.”
Sebastian knew that many races could survive long periods without food. A demon could go three or more months without nourishment. You would have yourself an irritable demon, but he would be alive. If this creature was anything like a demon she could have been hiding on his ship for months.
As the doctor continued his business, fury began to rise in Sebastian. Before, irrational y, he had felt compassion for her. Now he had regained his senses and was livid at her trespass. How dare she think to steal herself onto his ship? Then a thought burned through him, settling deep in his gut.What of the wards?
Analia fel in and out of blurred consciousness, the muted gray maintenance compartment tightened around her. She had waited too long and had run out of time, her body was giving up. She knew she had only two choices ahead of her. Make her presence known within the tiny compartment, or resign herself to death. At least it washerchoice to make and though she was dying,she basked in that thought. No matter what she chose, her last action would be that of a free woman.
Inside the cramped box she felt herself trying to leave her body. But she fought it.Why?Death would be so much easier. Suddenly there was a warmth around her ankle, and then strong arms around her torso. A voice cal ed her from the darkness. She sensed the presence of others with her, but strangely she didn’t feel threatened.I must final y be dead.
When she opened her eyes she saw the most beautiful male she could have ever envisioned.He had the blackest hair,andacontrasting goldenshade ofeyes that shimmered with some kind of emotion she was not familiar with. His features were exquisite, and he was so warm pressed against her freezing skin. She wanted to stay in his arms forever. He must be a being of the afterlife, come to guide her through deaths doors. Her body stil hurt with a lingering grasp of life, but that would soon be gone.
When the man began to fade, she begged with everything she had left for him to stay with her. But he was soon gone, a dark abyss taking his place.
Fuzzy, she awoke. Awareness came to her slowly as her mind brushed away the thick haze. She was no longer curled in a bal on a cold hard ground.
Keeping her eyes closed, she accessed her other senses to evaluate her situation.
Her chest hurt and her limbs were heavy and unresponsive. She was lying on something that was soft but firm. A musky fragrance lingered nearby.
Cautiously, she peaked from underneath her lashes.
The beautiful being that she had thought would guide her through the portals of death, loomed over her. No longer were his eyes warm, but an immense coldness covered his features. She realized then that she must be alive. Fear swept through her with renewed strength, and her heart sped. His eyes flickered toward her as he noticed she was awake.
In a deep too-calm-voice he asked, “Where did you come from?” It unnerved her because Darius would sound that way when the pain was about to start.
She stifled a whimper, seeing this man as her newest threat. He could be just like Darius, especial y if he found out about her gift. She wanted to curl up into a protective bal but her arms and legs felt like lead.
Growing visibly impatient the man waited for her answer.
She didn’t know how sheshouldanswer. Would he take her back to The Hel Ship if she told him? She thought he might. He did business with Darius and would want to stay on good terms