Her Avenging Angel (Her Angel Romance Series Book 7) Read Online Free Page A

handsome face. His eyes shone pure violet.
    He had eyes like hers.
    And he understood her.
    “Leave me alone,” he barked and snatched up his drink with a shaky hand. He downed it, slammed the glass back onto the bar top, and shoved it forwards, away from him. “I’m not interested.”
    Lysia frowned and shrank back. Why was he rejecting her company? He had given her something to wear, had seemed concerned about her, and now he was pushing her away. She clutched the robe over her chest in both hands and risked a step closer to him instead.
    “I only desire blood… but I cannot order it.”
    His violet gaze darted to her and away again. A shadow settled on his troubled features, turning them grim. He looked down into her eyes for long seconds, stealing all of her attention, sucking it away from the room and her surroundings.
    He raised his hand and she flinched away, anticipating the strike.
    It didn’t happen.
    She squinted, remaining held away from him, and looked up into his eyes.
    He cocked a single pale eyebrow and waved his left hand. The brunet male behind the bar came to them. He had been signalling the serving staff.
    Lysia grimaced.
    She had much to learn about this realm.
    “Blood, straight up,” the white-haired male said.
    The servant’s expression turned wary and he shifted foot to foot. “I’m not allowed to serve you blood, remember? You made me promise.”
    He had? She canted her head, studying both men. Why had the man asked the servant not to give him blood? Did he drink it as she did?
    The pale-haired warrior scrubbed a hand down his face and sighed. He pressed both hands into the bar, digging his black claws into the wood, and leaned forwards, closer to the man.
    “It is not for me. It is for the woman.”
    The brunet shrugged. “She has to order it then.”
    The warrior tipped his head back, screwed his eyes shut and sighed, and she felt he was searching for calm. He drew several slow deep breaths before opening his eyes again and fixing them back on the barman.
    “I do not think she knows how,” he said.
    “I tried, but the man didn’t understand me.” That brought his gaze back to her and she shivered under the intensity of it.
    “That would be because you are speaking a language this man doesn’t know… one I don’t have a fucking clue about either but for some godforsaken reason I can understand you.” He shoved his fingers through his hair, clawing it back until it tugged at his forehead, smoothing the skin, and ground his teeth. He released his head, dropped his hands to his sides, and huffed as he leaned over, bringing his face close to hers. “Repeat after me if you desire… blood.”
    She nodded, noting that it had taken a lot of effort for him to speak that final word. Why?
    She leaned closer to him, trying to shut out the noise of the room so she could hear every syllable that left his lips.
    She watched how they moved as he spoke. How his tongue moved. How his teeth moved.
    Her focus shattered.
    He had fangs.
    Made for drinking blood.
    Yet he had asked the man not to serve it to him.
    And she had asked him to speak of it, something which had evidently pained him.
    She stepped back and his pale eyebrows dipped low above his now-green eyes.
    “I’m sorry. I have troubled you with my request.” She went to turn away but he caught her arm in a vice-like grip, holding her firm. She looked down at his black fingers around her and the claws that blended into the robe he had given her, and then up into his eyes.
    He shook his head and spoke again, slower this time. “A glass of blood, please.”
    Lysia swallowed to wet her parched throat and spoke the sounds he had made, repeating them several times over and growing in confidence when he smiled, making her heart flutter in her chest. He nodded and jerked his head towards the brunet behind the bar.
    She turned to face him. “A glass of blood, puh-leeese.”
    “We’ll work on that last bit,” the warrior muttered beside