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return,
not beat each other into pulps so we cannot. I have forgiven
Constantine his transgressions. Let us... let us come to terms of a
truce.”
    Tarrin sighed, What
concessions he made for his female . He would
have avenged her. But as he looked at Constantine, his body scarred
and hard, his wounds from the demons, then Faction and finally the
ones Tarrin had inflicted closed as he watched and Tarrin saw what
only Lucia had seen before: a male who may be of worth.
    If only he had true camaraderie for anyone
but himself.
    Tarrin did not know if he could give it.
This was a male Lucia had tortured in retaliation for his attempted
abuse against her. Could Tarrin overcome that, even if she had
already evened the score?
    He would try.
    For Lucia.
    He stuck his dark hand out at Constantine
and he looked at the symbolic gesture.
    A human gesture.
    After a full minute of deliberation,
Constantine took it and the hard kiss of flesh held.
    When Lucia finally got the stubborn door
open she saw her mate eyeing Con with clear reservation and
residual anger.
    A trick of the light made her see what she
wished for in Con's eyes: hope.
    “ Let us go underground,” Lucia
advised into the stillness of the pregnant moment.
    Constantine gazed around the outside, the
weak light of almost winter piercing the ground in jagged shapes of
white light.
    “ We can do nothing for her in
full daylight, we will cook in the fire of the sun, Faction,”
Tarrin said logically.
    Constantine nodded. He knew this.
    He swore he could almost feel the pull of
her and glanced over his shoulder again.
    That silken sex of wetness and mermaid heat
called to the blood of the Mer that he held within the confines of
his body.
    The blood of the Druid to breed.
    And that spot of Exotic lineage attempted to
forge a psychic connection that he was not in the practice of
employing.
    He warily followed the Exotic advisors deep
under the protection of the earth. Another hostile environment
without ample blood, friendless with enemies and unknowns in every
corner.
    Con was coming home.
    It was always the same wherever he went.
    Home was no haven.
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    Ember backed away when Constantine was
distracted. It was better that she go her own way. She did not know
what would happen with that mixed-blood. Guilt stabbed her... he
had saved her.
    He'd also promised her violence while he fucked
her.
    Ember knew her brethren would be searching for
her and she ran, the dawn creeping at the edges of a sky that shone
like a black stone, gradually washing with colors of pink and
orange, bleeding together like a canvas where water had spilt.
    Ember did not wish to have her virginity torn
out of her body like a plug of purity to be rid of. That is what
the Mer warriors had planned for Ruby and her. Desmond had
spear-headed the movement. He had been too much the coward to tell
her what would happen. Two decades earlier, Kier, now King of the
Vampire, had actually rescued her from the same fate. A fate her
brother condoned if perpetrated by Mer warriors.
    That had been a betrayal she could not look upon
too closely. The introspection would shred her soul.
    Ember was utterly confused. During the fight
with the demons, the Mer Warriors had defended her. Yet... they
would have easily ignored her distress once it came to the communal
breed of her later. It made no sense. What had happened within the
Mer society? What breakdown of civility had transpired that the few
women they possessed should be bred like animals? Their rarity made
them less precious... than what? Ember shivered in the forest,
every tree looked the same. Her shoulders slumped and she shied
away from what she must do.
    There were no protectors, only manipulators.
Males bent on the control of females. It was a sad reality that
Ember did not know whom she could trust.
    Ember had always been able to survive away from
the sea longer than the other Mer. No one knew why. But even she
grew weaker with the distance she kept from The Mother. If