here."
Alistair bowed his head. "If that's how you feel about it, miss, but I'm afraid I still can't let you out. I will return at evening with dinner."
He left, and I was more determined than ever to escape that very night. I didn't trust the food, but I drank some water from the tap in the bathroom and planned my escape. I set aside a dark blanket from the bed as a makeshift cloak, and found an emergency flashlight in the bathroom to light my way. That evening Alistair came as promised, but I was startled and disappointed when Luke came with him. I wanted to make my escape into the darkness as soon as possible, and I hated myself when, at the mere sight of Luke, my body jumped at attention. Heat pooled between my legs and I shifted uneasily atop the bed covers. I couldn't forget how hot and needed he'd made me feel, but the remembrance of his rejection helped me control some of my womanly urges to copulate.
My lead captor noticed the untouched plate that Alistair carted out of the room and stepped up to the table beside the new tray. "You haven't eaten since breakfast," he commented.
"I'm going on a diet," I snapped back from where I sat on the bed.
"I prefer my mate to have meat on her bones."
"And I prefer not to be your mate."
He smirked, and I didn't know if I wanted to smack or kiss that beautiful face. "I'm afraid Destiny has other plans for you, and so do I."
"I don't care what either of you have planned, I want out of this place. You don't have any right to keep me here."
"Right? Other than the legal one put down by humans, I have every right to keep you here," he insisted.
His statement made me seriously wonder if he was all there. "I'm pretty sure you're not excluded from the human population. Might have something to do with you being human, unless you're an alien in disguise," I protested.
Luke chuckled and sauntered to the end of the bed. I scooted back away from him, especially when his dark eyes gazed at me with his hot, intense look. "Not an alien, but not human, either. I'll show you soon what I am, but for now let's just say I have a unique bloodline."
"Whatever the hell you think you are, I don't care. I just want out of here," I persisted.
Luke sighed and shook his head. "I'm afraid that just can't be done. Any separation of more than a day and I can't ensure your virginity around me."
I blushed and stammered out my reply. "H-how do you know I'm a virgin? Maybe I've been with plenty of guys."
He slid around the end of the bed post and up to the side of the bed. "Because I can smell it all over you. Your uncontrolled arousal in my presence, the way you begged me for my touch, and the way your heart beats faster the closer I come to you."
"I-I don't know what you're talking about," I lamely protested.
"Your need permeates this room with its delicious scent. It nearly drives me mad with lust." He crept closer to me and I squished myself up against the wall behind the bed. His voice dropped to a sultry whisper that lit my body aflame with desire. "And there you sit innocent as a sheep with the wolf creeping up on you from the inside and out. I crave to show you what I'm capable of, what we're both capable of." He was two feet away and reached his hand out toward me. I shrank back and turned my head away to avoid his touch. I didn't trust myself not to give in and yield to his lustful demands that my own body wanted so badly. His fingers paused a few inches from my face, and with a pained expression he pulled back. He nearly gasped for breath from the exertion of self-control. "But not yet. Soon, but not yet." He stood and looked down at me with an eager gleam in his eyes. "But when that time comes we'll both enjoy it."
I shuddered. Not at how he said those words, but because I believed them. There was such a desire inside me, and such an erotic lust in him, that a voluntary sexual relationship with him was inevitable. That is, unless he let me go or I escaped. I opted to give this terrifying