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.“I should go,” he whispered as his senses started to return.He hadn’t meant to come in and start kissing Nicolae, but he had been waiting for days for a little taste of his mate.“I want you to stay,” Nicolae murmured.“Stay with my family.Stay with me.”Ter shook his head.“No.I can’t.I’ve gotta go.”“Then allow me to walk you home,” Nicolae pressed.“Not you.One of your brothers.I’ll let one of them walk me home.” If Nicolae came with him, he would stay the night, and Ter knew it.Ter knew his control wasn’t good enough to walk away from his mate after a kiss that shook him to his core.He would have to get a better handle on his dragon.If he had a hope of maintaining his independence, he’d have to learn to ignore the maddening impulse to get closer to Nicolae, even if that meant ignoring his mate in the meantime.After a long pause, Nicolae sighed.“Very well.” He let Ter go, and the Quarter Brat retreated a step.“Let me go get one of my brothers.Dimka is the least intoxicated.”“Dimka?” Ter asked.“Dmitri.Dimka is a childhood nickname, a shortening of his name.” He paused, looking like he wanted to say so much more than what he did.“Do you wish to wait here, or do you want to come with me to fetch my brother?”“I’ll wait here.”Nicolae nodded.“Fine.Happy New Year, Ter.I will come to you tomorrow.”Ter would make sure that he wasn’t there, not until he could tell him “no” and mean it.10Jana DownsChapter OneTer glared at the cell phone in his hand.His Christmas present was fast becoming a big pain in his ass.Yet another text message from Nicolae Azarov, vampire Prince and would-be boyfriend, waited on his reply.Since the incident on Christmas where he’d all but forced Ter to inhale his scent, the man and his entire family had been all but stalking him, trying to convince him to come back to the Coven house in the Garden District.He didn’t have time for all their nonsense.He had a job to do.His employer stuck his head in the “dressing room,” aka the broom closet they let him leave his clothes in.“All right, Ter.Drop the shorts and come into the studio.Just recline on the couch however you want.The class is three hours.”He lifted his head and nodded.“Sounds good, man.As long as I get paid.” This nude modeling thing at the university was a sure way to make a quick buck.Now that the holidays were over and the students were back at class, business was booming.If he was lucky, a couple of the students would ask for a private posing to finish up their projects so he could score some additional funds.He’d have enough for food and rent this month no problem.As he unbuckled his belt and popped the button on his jeans, he was tempted to just use the three hundred dollars in his wallet to last him the rest of the month, but he refused to do so on principle.He wasn’t taking Nicolae’s money.He couldn’t resist flipping open his inbox and checking his message though.Beau Bitten11He read the text.I need to see you.Come to my brother’s birthday party.It’s in the Quarter tonight at 9 p.m.at Jean Lafitte’s.Please, Ter.Ter hesitated.He’d been avoiding the vampire for months, ever since they’d met by chance at a rave party and he’d accidently mistaken Ter’s friend Gideon for his mate.After that mess had been sorted out and it had come to light that Ter was actually the destined mate to Mr.Big Bad and Bitey, he’d been avoiding the man as best he could.He’d done a good job of it through October and November.December and early January had been a moment of weakness, but he was back on track to some very dedicated running.There was no reason he should stop now.Even after Nicolae had played dirty pool and exposed his animal to the scent of his vampire mate, he’d resisted temptation.Well, mostly.One kiss on New Year’s was an acceptable loss of control.He punched his reply quickly and stepped out of his jeans.I’m busy.Sorry.Send.He put the phone by his discarded clothing and left the closet.* * * *Nicolae snarled, tossing his phone across the room so that it shattered against the stone fire place.Sasha was right there, grabbing a hold of him and murmuring to him in Russian in an attempt to calm the three-hundred-year-old monster inside him that was begging for a chance to raise hell in New Orleans.“Calm, brother.Calm,” Sasha whispered, rubbing his back in soothing circles.“It’s Dimka’s special day.You must keep your temper in check, Nico.”“Why? Why does he deny me? I would hand him the world, my heart, if he asked it!” The true terror shone through the anger percolating through his words.If Ter didn’t give him a chance, didn’t become his Hebecta soon, everything was done.He would have to be 12Jana Downsput down or confined to the special room below stairs for emergencies.“He doesn’t understand.He will come to you in his own time,”Sasha said.He took several deep breaths and reined in his temper.Nicolae sighed.“His own time better come in the next two weeks because otherwise I’m a dead man.”“Don’t say that,” Sasha hushed him, looking stricken at the thought.“I can feel it building, Sasha.It won’t be long now.The toxins are infiltrating my thoughts, influencing my actions.” He pulled from his brother’s grip and walked over to the massive wall of windows that faced their side courtyard.The neatly manicured garden was already decorated for Valentine’s Day.Pink and red balloons hung from yard decorations of cupid.He hoped the little cherub would work in his favor this year.Vampires, like shifters, could be either born or made.But born vampires had a low-level toxin that built in their systems over time.It was located in the venom ducts in their skulls and was used to create pleasure in their chosen mates when they gave their Hebectas their bite.However, if the special venom wasn’t used by their three hundredth birthday, it started leaking out into their bodies, causing madness, overly aggressive behaviors, and eventually death either by the hands of their loved ones or by starvation because madness had taken away their abilities to reason as anything other than wraith-like wanderers.Made vampires could only be turned by their mates and as such didn’t have to worry about their venom because it never got to those levels.Lucky bastards.Sasha rested his hands on Nicolae’s shoulders.“We’ll make him see reason.The rest of our family will court him just as you do.Aleksei watches over him and walks him home most nights.Dimka feeds him whenever he comes by the restaurant, and they make good Beau Bitten13conversations together.Even Grisha engages him in conversations via texts.He likes us, Nico.He’s just being stubborn.”Nicolae sighed.“Ter talks to you all because he isn’t threatened by you.It costs him nothing.He fears his attraction to me, fears our joining.I am beginning to see he values his control more than anything else
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