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of the shadows, towards the square and paused.
    ‘Eva , what are you doing here? I thought I told you to stay inside?’ Sebastian’s voice coming from behind her was cold and controlled. She swivelled round and his eyes bore into her and touched something warm inside. Her memories of him were intact. This man had watched her grow up, protected her and saved her from something she couldn’t quite remember.  Her craving for more blood evaporated and she smiled at him.
    ‘I was looking for you,’ she said.
    ‘You have no clothes on… still!’
    Eva looked down at her naked body . She hadn’t even thought about it, and there was snow on the ground. She felt a freedom like no other.
    ‘I don’t like corsets and panniers,’ she said , disgust crumpling her features. ‘It’s impossible to move, and it’s hard enough just breathing.’
    ‘I know, you told me, remember? You wanted silk breeches and a ruffled blouse. It was difficult , but I have sourced them for you… specially made. You can’t walk around naked Eva. Apart from anything, I’ll never get you out of my bed! Now come,’ he said, and with a slow, sexy smile lighting his face he threw an arm around her bare shoulders and led her back to the house.
    It was as they turned the corner that Eva stopped suddenly and darted towards some rubbish. A small girl scrambled further back and hid her face sobbing. Her clothes were ragged and filthy, her face covered in grime. Her feet were bare and blue with cold.
    ‘Eva , no !’ In a split second Sebastian was behind Eva, his arms holding her tight, forcing her to listen to him. ‘Eva, we do not touch children. Leave her alone. Come with me.’
    The iron shackles were again replaced and Eva could do nothing but swiftly follow her master back to the house, leaving the small child wondering whether what she had seen was real or a hallucination.
    ‘She smelled amazing , Sebastian. Nicer than that man. Please Sebastian I want her, just a taste,’ Eva pleaded once they were back in the house.
    ‘No, I’ve told you already. Look at me and listen. We do not ever feed from children. It is my one unbreakable and unforgiveable rule. You break it and I will hand you in to The Council myself,’ he said, his face stormy.
    As she watched his face the words sank in, and suddenly her craving for the child disappeared. It even repulsed her slightly, as the sudden memory of herself as a child playing in the gardens, innocent and privileged came unbidden. She shook her head in confusion and looked at her toes. Sebastian’s arms wrapped around her, holding her tight, his breath tickling her neck as he spoke.
    ‘I know it’s confusing , my love. It will get easier.’
    His breath scorched her skin and awoke a new desire within her body , leaving her thirst forgotten about for the time being.
    She had never been touched by a man before, other than a brotherly hug, a pat on her head by her distant father or the unwanted surreptitious grope from her elderly fiancé… but it was never on her bare skin. Now she lay back on the bed watching Sebastian as he trailed his hand lazily down her body , sending pinpricks of desire zipping all over. There hadn’t been time to dress after all once they had reached the house, and with the memory of his words ringing in the air she knew he’d been right. She had wanted him… badly. Every atom of her being sang out to him. He’d made love to her slowly, gently, but desire had taken over and she’d pushed him back and climbed on top, wanting more… needing more.
    He lean ed in and kissed her again, his lips soft and full, pressing against hers easily, now their fangs had retracted. Her insides quivered and she felt the connection between them grow, their subconscious entwining.
    ‘I can feel your soul,’ she whispered as he pulled back slightly. ‘I thought we didn’t have one?’
    ‘You can’t lose your soul Eva, contrary to what the humans may say. Your soul is part of you, be it