Christine Feehan - Dark Possession

Juliette spun around, her face paling. «Oh, no, it was a trap after all. We feared so when we spotted a jaguar watching the battle. Jasmine. Are you all right?»

Jasmine nodded. «But he wasn't after me. He thought I was Solange. He actually called me by her name. I didn't react or deny it, but he was definitely after her.»

Manolito sat back away from Luiz and wiped the back of his hand his forehead, leaving behind a smear of blood. «Luiz had been tainted by a vampire. The Malinov brothers are using the plan to gain control. They are destroying the jaguar race from within, just as we discussed when we were young. They are looking for royal blood, but I don't know why. I thought Juliette or Jasmine at first, but Luiz told me Solange is the target. A vampire has placed a compulsion within the men of the jaguar race to capture and turn her over to him.» He sent his brother a quick mental recap of all that had transpired.

Juliette shook her head. «Solange is pureblood and of the royal line.»

«Solange cannot stay on the island,» Riordan said. «We have to take her to the ranch as soon as she is able to travel.»

«She won't go,» Juliette said.

«She spoke of going,» Jasmine countered. «I think we can persuade her.»

«Take her up to her room,» Riordan ordered. «I'm going to get rid of the mess in here and clean up. This time we'll use only the safeguards never woven by mage.»

«Burn the jaguar I killed. He was tainted by the vampire and would most likely be used again,» Manolito advised. «I do not want him to be used by our enemies.»

«What plan?» MaryAnn asked, watching Manolito's face closely.

He remained expressionless, but flicked a glance at his brother.

It was Riordan who answered. «We were very young and thought of ourselves as intellectuals. We thought we could make the world a better place.»

«We thought we were superior to everyone around us,» Manolito corrected. «We all had quick brains and fast reflexes. Few hunters were better. When we sat in the council circle, it was always Zacarias who came up with the strategies for battles. It was always one of us who managed to think up the ideas for keeping our people from heading toward disaster.»

«What happened?» MaryAnn prompted.

Manolito sighed and dragged both hands through his hair. «Now I realize everyone's thoughts flowed together, flooding us with information. Our gifts allowed our brains to work fast to develop the answers we needed. That was what we contributed to the council meetings, just as everyone else had something of value to contribute. But back then we thought we knew the direction our people should go, and it wasn't the same as Vlad Dubrinsky decreed. He was prince then and our women were so few.»

Riordan shook his head. «Back then there was little hope of finding a lifemate. Few children survived and none of them female. We all could see that the extinction of our species was at hand. It was a matter of time. Many resented being regulated to the murmurings of old men and ancient peoples. We were becoming myth along with the others-the mage, the werewolf and the jaguar. There were many species of shifters, but most had died out, and the same was happening everywhere we looked.»

«We wanted to save our people, so we would sit around with our friends and come up with plans to take over. We had to lead the Karpatu people out of the dying shadows, and back into the world. Anyone who would follow the Dubrinskys and fight on their side had to go. So we played with ideas on how it could be done.»

«They were stimulating intellectual debates,» Riordan added. «We didn't mean anything by them.» He spread his hands out in front of him and looked at them, as if he might see the blood of his own people on them.

«Regardless of what we thought back then,» Manolito said, «the Malinov brothers are implementing that exact plan.»

«Who are the Malinov brothers?» MaryAnn prompted.

Luiz stirred, eyes snapping open, a gasp of air escaping. His body writhed, muscles locking and contorting.

MaryAnn leaned over the convulsing body with a small sound of distress escaping. «It isn't working, Manolito.»

Manolito caught MaryAnn and set her away from the jaguar-man.

«This is going to be rough, ainaak enyem. He would not want you to witness his conversion.»

She lifted her chin, looking from one brother to the other. «You don't want me to witness the conversion because you don't want me to know what happens,» she guessed.

«That as well,» Manolito conceded. «But his body will have to rid itself of toxins as the cat fights for supremacy.»

«Juliette's conversion was extremely difficult,» Riordan added.

MaryAnn kept her gaze locked with Manolito's. «I honestly believe I can help him with the transition.»

Riordan shook his head. «No one can help. If we could, we would bear most of the pain, but we cannot, not even for our avio palafertul, the other half of our souls.»

MaryAnn reached her hand out to Manolito. He immediately took it, lacing his fingers through hers. «I can help him, Manolito. I comfort people. It's what I do.»

«I am sorry, beloved,» he said as gently as he could. «It is too big of a risk. You are unaware of your gifts and you merge with people without even knowing it. I cannot take the chance that you might be locked with him and his body give out before the struggle is complete. I will not risk it.»

«It isn't your risk.»

Something dark and dangerous flickered in the depths of his eyes. A muscle jerked along his jaw, but his features remained absolutely expressionless. «I said no.»

MaryAnn scowled at him. «Manolito, you can't tell me what I can or can't do.»

He moved faster than she expected, his body a blur as he wrapped her up in strong arms, so strong there was no chance to fight. Before she could think to even object, he was striding with her through the house. In all her life, MaryAnn had never had anyone restrain her physically. Furious, she kicked at him, but his strength was enormous and his will made of iron. There was no stopping him.

«I am sorry, ainaak sivamet jutta.»

Forever to my heart connected. She read that in his mind as he glided through the house to her room and deposited her on the bed. His lips brushed a caress into her hair and he left her, closing the door firmly behind him.

Manolito stood there for a moment, murmuring a binding spell to keep the door locked should she manage to remove the hinges. She was entirely capable of such a thing, if any woman was. She was going to be spitting mad at him, but for both Luiz's and MaryAnn's sakes, he preferred she not witness what was about to happen. A shoe thunked against the door, and then a second one. Yeah. She was angry all right.

«Manolito, hurry,» Riordan called. «This is going to be bad.»

MaryAnn heard Riordan's urgent yell to his brother, and she caught up the pillow and held it to her stomach, feeling sick. She had been the one to push Manolito into saving Luiz, but now she'd deserted all of them. Luiz was alone, facing a terrible ordeal. She didn't know what it was, but sensed it was traumatic both for him and the two Carpathian males.

Had they ever converted a male before? If it had never been done, maybe there was a reason why. A good reason. She'd been rash to push them into it. She buried her hot face in the pillow, feeling tears burn. Luiz was going to suffer, and somehow she knew Manolito would suffer right along with him. She wanted to hold onto her fury at his highhandedness in locking her in her room, forbidding her, as if she was a small child, from witnessing the change, but because a part of her was still there, with Luiz, with Manolito, and she felt

their agony, she couldn't sustain her anger.

She went into the bathroom and ran hot water in the tub, needing to relax her cramped, hard muscles. Her stomach was in knots. She caught impressions of convulsions, of Luiz's body contorting, wrenched into the air and dropped down hard. She could get glimpses only and realized Manolito was blocking her from merging with him. It had taken a bit to get the trick of their connection, and most of the time when she tried, she simply wasn't that good at it. But now it seemed impossible.