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several more hours, I’m sorry. You said you needed more blood. You would find a way to get it even if you killed me.” He leaves me there and goes to retrieve his soft, cushioned couch. The one we made love on.
    “You said you were strong enough to handle me,” I mock him.
    “Usually that is true, but as I have said I am weak and need to sleep for our coupling tonight.”
    I blush at what lies ahead for me even though we know each other’s bodies intimately. Earlier it was sex, tonight, he will ask for so much more. I think that he rarely admits to being weak so I do not push the issue. He walks over to me and strokes my face with his fingers. “There is something I could do that would get you released from the chains now.”
    “Do it,” I demand. He presses two fingers against my temple and utters one word. “Sleep.”
     
     

 
     
    Chapter 2
     
    Again I dream of the cliff and the waterfall. I think that he must be feeding me, but he is not. I try to open my eyes but I cannot. I am running toward the edge. My side is hurting. I look down and see blood soaking through my shirt. Someone is chasing me and shouting. It is not Jacob’s voice, but I know it. I stop short of falling over the steep cliff. I look back at my pursuer and then again at the pool beneath me. I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look over in time to see Jacob push me off the edge. I scream as I fall through the air. I sink fast to the bottom of the pool. I hear another splash above me. I swim as hard as I can for the surface before my air runs out. My lungs are burning and my heart is rapidly pounding in my chest. I feel someone grab my ankle and hold me under.
    I wake up in a different room. This one is much more elegant with its furnishing and window coverings. There are automatic blinds on the windows. The room is dark with only a soft yellow lamp on my bedside table. Jacob is sound asleep. I can tell that it is daylight out by a feeling in my gut; that is, if I still had a gut left. But somehow I know. I look at him stretched out on his stomach, his broad shoulders resting just below hi s jugular. I stare at the pulsing beat and lick my lips. Reluctantly, I roll over onto my side and face the other direction. I cannot look at him. He said I would kill him so I try not to think about his blood sliding down my throat soothing my appetite.
    Good girl, I hear him say. I look back over, and he is still lying there as if asleep. He must have projected the words in my mind. He told me I’d be able to hear him eventually. I want to touch him, to lift up these covers and see what is underneath. I am still naked. I guess he doesn’t have clothes for me or prefers me this way. I feel him roll over to his side and spoon me. I can tell now that he is naked also, but he doesn’t wake up. Sleep, he commands again.
    I do not dream this time. When I open my eyes, Jacob is gone and a woman is sitting on the side of the bed.
    “My name is Jessica. Jacob is gone to feed. He is close by. He’ll be back soon. He sent me to watch you.”
    I want to back away and pull the covers up to my chin. She is definitely watching me but couldn’t she do that from the chair and not the bed? “Do you have any clothes?” she asks, and I shake my head no. “Well, wrap that sheet around you and follow me to my room.” I realize that Jacob must have heard me earlier and sent her to clothe me. I do as she asks, mainly because I really don’t want to be without a wardrobe again. We are about the same size, and she is beautiful.
    “Jacob is my brother. He turned me about seven years after he was created. He got me out of a really bad situation.”
    “How was he created?” I ask.
    “That is his story to tell, and I will not dishonor him by being the one to tell you,” she says.
    “Well, why didn’t he turn me like he did you? Why is he making me his bride?”
    Jessica stops walking and looks at me. “You do remind him of someone. You look a lot like her.”
    “Who?