Linda Robertson - Fatal Circle

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Destiny sucks. . . .
There was a time when Persephone Alcmedi
her life was hard to manage, what with wondering how to make sure she took adequate care of both her grandmother and her foster daughter, Beverley, whether she'd end up in the unwanted position of high priestess of a coven, and whether her wærewolf lover, Johnny, would resist the groupies who hang around his band Lycanthropia.
But that was before the fairies started demanding that Seph's frightening, unpredictable ally - the ancient vampire Menessos - be destroyed . . . or the world will suffer. Seph and Menessos are magically bonded, but that's a secret she dares not reveal to her fellow witches lest they be forced to reject her and forbid her use of magic. And, despite the strain this casts on her relationship with Johnny, as a showdown with the fairies nears, she and Menessos badly need the wærewolves as allies.
Life, death, and love are all on the line, but when destiny is calling, it doesn't help to turn away. With the individual threads of their fates twisted inextricably together, can Seph, Johnny, and Menessos keep the world safe from fairy vengeance?

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“You say that as if it is a reprehensible thing.”

“Manipulating me is a reprehensible thing.”

Again, he laughed. “I meant the word ‘feed,’ dear Persephone. I am a vampire. Separating people from pints of their blood is how I survive.”

I refused to make eye contact. I had answered; he should have let go or loosened more or something .

“Do not be angry at things that must be so. And ponder not how to alter such things.”

Through my clenched teeth I growled, “Release me.”

The glow of the task lighting glinted in his steel-gray gaze as he whispered “Command me, Persephone. If you can.”

CHAPTER TWELVE

My authority over Menessos was clearly not such that just to speak an order meant he had to obey. My hands fisted at my sides.

Again, he dared me. “Command me.”

“I already did,” I insisted. I considered head-butting him, but it would hurt me more than it would him. And besides, a big goose-egg bruise on my forehead would be lovely for tomorrow’s televised ceremony.

He kissed my forehead tenderly. “You spoke angry words, witch, that is all. Angry words are often powerless words. Make me feel the weight of your command. Make me see your power, and believe the threat of your anger. Rule me .”

“No.”

“No?”

“I will not play your game.”

“This is no game. Your dominance over me is not real unless you make it so.” His chin lifted so his fangs were right before my eyes.

Two months ago, I would have been terrified. Not now, however. “You want me to pretend to be your servant because that keeps you in power out there.” I gestured with my nose toward the door and the haven and world beyond it. “But then you challenge me to prove my power in here. You get off on the power games, and are trying to play both sides.”

“I am not playing, dear Persephone. I am on both sides. You have put me in this awkward position. We must invert the truth and play master and servant beyond these walls. There is no room for ambiguity with the foes who will be watching. Some of them may suspect it is a ruse. We must both know our places, unequivocally.”

“Damn it, I get the point already! Will you just tell me what you want me to know and skip the stupid demonstration?”

He sighed as if conceding. “When I have met weak masters, I have disposed of them hastily.”

“Are you worried about some vampire coming to town and trying to take over your haven?”

“No. Those havens of which I spoke infiltrated from the inside.”

I squinted at him. “This is already your nest.”

He squeezed me tighter. “And I dispose of any threats inside it. What if I want to kill Johnny . . . can you control me enough to stop me?”

That was it. Tired of the fearmongering and the bullying, I opened my fists, I drew energy into my palms and gripped his ass. In a heated whisper, I commanded him, “Release me,” even as I let the power of a witch-jolt hit him.

His body spasmed under my touch, but he did not let go. He held me tighter and put my backside against the counter.

My tactics reversed. Like transferring energy from one gemstone to another, I drained energy out of him, dragging it deep into me.

Instantly, his arms left me. I was standing on my own so abruptly that, without the counter to support me, I’d have stumbled.

“You learn quickly.” Menessos reclined on the couch, legs stretched along the cushions, ankles crossed.

I crossed my arms and gave him a petulant look. “Wouldn’t this be easier if you’d just give me the damned textbook or something?”

His amusement lasted a fraction of a second then he covered it with bottled seriousness. Eau de College Professor. “One learns most effectively when the lesson is experienced in the flesh.”

I stopped leaning on the counter and walked purposefully toward the door. “I think I’ll go ask Mountain some more questions.”

Menessos shot to his feet and intercepted me before I reached the door. “You came close to making a profound mistake out there.” He made a face and adjusted his slacks. “Customarily there is an Erus Veneficus and an apprentice who is learning protocol from her mistress. You are lacking that training. I see now how a brief lecture would be beneficial.”

He crossed his arms and looked arrogantly professorial. “Unlike the Lustrata who bears the burden of balance, an Erus Veneficus should be carefree, cosseted. You never lift a finger to do any kind of work unless it is at my direct behest, and believe me, if there is an advantage for me, I will command you to action. Aside from that, you are at my left hand, a representation of arcane power applicable day or night. Outside of court, as necessary, you tell others what to do.” He pointed at the kitchen. “You are theoretically not even to cook for yourself. I included this because I have told them that Johnny is doing the cooking.”

I tucked my fingers into my jeans pockets. “He probably will. He’s quite good at it.”

Menessos’s expression changed to snide amusement. “How masculine of him.”

“How childish of you.”

He kept pushing. “The waere working with the Beholders shows his place is equal to theirs—far beneath me.”

“No.” My fingers left my pockets to perch on my hips as I arched my back just a little. “His place is beneath me . . . or in any other position in my bed.” It was a low blow, but he had threatened Johnny’s safety and I wasn’t going to tolerate that. “Otherwise he’s at my right hand.”

My words, however, had no apparent effect on Menessos.

“Actually,” he said in a droll tone, “in court I am at your right. He may, however, sit upon the floor at your left.”

He was making sure I knew the rules of his court. I intended to make sure he knew where I stood. “Outside of your court, Johnny is my right hand. And that leaves you to be the left, I suppose.”

“He is not my equal here .”

“Of course not. Your people call you ‘Boss.’ His will call him ‘King.’ ”

With inhuman speed, Menessos was right in front of me, close but not touching. “Yes, he is the future king of waeres, but he is laboring for me . What would his pack think of that? Will they accept a king who labors for a vampire?”

This maintaining-the-balance thing was proving to be at least as difficult to maintain between these two males as it was going to be with witches, vampires, waeres, humans, and whoever else was involved in the universe. “Your ego is about to take over the building.” I sidestepped him.

Menessos held me back, forced me to turn around. “You do not understand.”

“I understand that if I order him to stop working with them, it allows him to refrain from the labor without costing him his integrity. His show of equality will stand. Your people will not forget it.”

Menessos sighed in exasperation. “I told you, in this place, the equilibrium is maintained only by my dominion. In this place, you must both choose behaviors that do not challenge it.”

“How could my calling him back upset anything?”

“At worst, they will credit his constant attending to you as evidence of an appetite I cannot satisfy. At best, they will claim I’ve grown . . . permissive.” He said that last word as if a foul taste accompanied the uttering of it. Another tremor of anger rippled through him. “A spoiled Erus Veneficus will not be well thought of.”

“Let me get this straight: I’m not to be caught doing any work but somehow I’m also not to be thought of as spoiled?”

“You are to be pampered, Persephone. There is a difference.” He still hadn’t let go of my arm. His other hand, though trembling with anger, rose and smoothed my hair. “You must be even tempered and show that you appreciate your new status.”

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