Macrieve (Immortals After Dark)
“He drummed his fingers on the wheel of his new truck.With each mile closer, his future became clearer. There would be no other for Chloe. It was down to him. And he was alternately disgusted and aroused by the idea of claiming her. Never had he felt such conflict within him.She was oblivious to his turmoil, currently fast asleep in the passenger seat. Unless seriously weakened, most immortals needed only a few hours a day. The food she’d been trying to keep down might temporarily douse her arousal, but it did nothing to sustain her energy or heal her injuries.He tried to concentrate on the road, on the scenery. Despite visiting Kinevane, he hadn’t been this close to Conall in centuries. He’d had no reason to return, making his home in Nova Scotia. He’d nearly forgotten the beauty of this region. Cloud shadows roamed over bronze mountains and mirror-smooth lochs like giant phantoms. Breathtaking.He frowned at Chloe. She was missing everything. But then, did he care?Mayhap? Should he wa...ke her up?MoreLess
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