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Gabriella,” he reminded her. Shit, she’s even denser than I realized.
    She drew closer. “Who did this to you?”
    “It doesn’t matter,” was his clipped response as he started to dress his wound. He could feel her watching him. It was distracting and he couldn’t summon any sliver of patience in his current state of mind to let it slide. “What?” he snapped.
    “You’re upset,” she murmured.
    He felt a sudden rush of cold air. He looked up to see her standing before him. She reached out her hand to touch him. Both his hands were otherwise engaged so he had to allow it. Her fingers danced over his naked chest. Roughly. He flinched as her manicured nails dug into his flesh. “Stop!” he said, adjusting his weight in the chair to escape her.
    “Do you want to talk about it?” she asked.
    Having finished dressing his wound, he eased himself out of his chair with a disgruntled groan. Was he not being clear enough? Didn’t she understand that he was doing everything in his power not to lose his temper with her? “We don’t talk. We fuck. That’s it. Okay?”
    “Then take me to bed, Mathias,” she purred, wrapping her hands around his neck. She wasn’t the least bit fazed by his brusque statement.
    He gripped her wrists tightly and glared at her heatedly. “I told you no. Go home, Gabriella. This is my final friendly warning. I’m wounded and I have a lot on my mind.”
    “But Mathias—”
    “Go! Now!” he bellowed, pushing her back and summoning every ounce of restraint he had at his disposal to hold back.
    She stumbled and just managed to maintain her footing. “That hurt,” she whined.
    “It was just a tap. Now get out before I lose my temper. You don’t want to be around when that happens. Trust me. I’m trying to protect you.”
    “From what?”
    “From me,” he said, his eyes darkening.
    “Fine,” she cried, pouting her lips.
    “You need to stay away from me from now on. Something is happening. It’s not safe for you to be associated with me. And stay away from the mansion. I know you’ve been there recently despite my warnings. I picked up your scent. People will come looking for me and I don’t want you in their path.”
    “But—”
    “Get out!” he roared, finally losing his temper.
    She shook from the ferocity of his roar and the black void of seething rage in his eyes. She didn’t wait to endure more. She backed out of the room quickly and scurried away shrieking like a child.
    Mathias heard the trap door slam shut above. Good. He ran his fingers through his silky ebony hair in an effort to try to quell his rage. But it was no use. Before he knew what he was doing, he thrust out both his hands into the desk. It swept into the wall ten feet away and the heavy wood cracked against the wall from the force of his vampiric strength. He growled. His growl quickly escalated into a savage roar that seemed to shake the very room. How had it come to this? What was Silas thinking?
    He’d basically declared war on Silas tonight. There would be no peace now. They would come at him and he’d have no choice but to step out of the shadows. He couldn’t hide from Immortalia. Silas knew him too well for that to be a viable option. He had to step back into the persona that he’d put behind him years ago. The great warrior. The sorceress’ Guardian of White Light. All because Silas couldn’t accept the notion of co-existence. He was a supremacist. An egomaniac. His selfish desires threatened the human and supernatural worlds alike.
    If Mathias didn’t stand against him, who would? Who had the strength to push Immortalia back? Who could lead an army to victory the way he could? Who knew Silas better than him? There was no one else. There was only him.
    He had no choice. And it infuriated him.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
     
    Mathias pulled his black Hummer up to a dilapidated two-story warehouse. It was a former boxing gym, a failed enterprise thanks to the drug