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I’d like to go back to what I was—”
    “Why the fuck would I have you find him if I didn’t want you to tell me anything about him?” She slapped Ryiah across the mouth before she could think better of it. The pain on her own face nearly took her to her knees, but she’d not fall front in of Ryiah. There was no way she’d let her see her pain. “Get out of my sight. And don’t come back until I call for you.”
    Hatred. There was so much of it coming off Ryiah that she thought she could bathe in it. When she finally turned and left, Lucia leaned back in her seat. Rubbing her cheek, the same side as the one she’d hit Ryiah on, burned in pain.
    It was exhausting being around her sister, almost as much as it was fun. To see her hate so much, her loving and sweet sister, to be so angry all the time. It was almost worth pissing her off to see it. But she was no closer to knowing anything about Richard.
    He was her mate. Lucia had been trying to end his family for centuries, and this one man had kept her from her goal. Every single time she had him in her sights, he’d manage somehow to get out of it with nothing more than a scorched shirt or a nick to his flesh. Never had one man vexed her as much as this single one had. She’d come to the conclusion that he was her mate. It only stood to reason that was why she couldn’t harm him, and it was impossible for her to murder him.
    “This ‘causing no harm’ rule is making me look bad.” She looked at the man who was standing guard over her, and he didn’t even look her way. She wondered if she were to send him after her betrothed whether he would have any better luck than she had in killing him. More than likely not. No matter what she threw at him, Richard would never fucking die.
    She could kill his family. That had been no problem, and she’d done that, easily. Killing his first mate had been just as easy as ending the life of any human. The big bad Richard had been powerless to stop her from that. Murdering Angelica at her rest had been boring actually, but she had died. It had been Lucia’s hope that, like his brother, Richard would not be able to stand the pain and would kill himself. Vampires could not live without their mates. But apparently he could.
    There were other things that she’d tried as well, like catching him in his lair. The man didn’t appear to have one. Nor did he need to rest during the daylight. And with his age, she’d not been able to guess when he’d need to feed next. He could go weeks before needing to find a human, and after a short time of watching him, she’d grow bored and miss it. The son of a bitch was not helping her out of this situation one bit, it seemed.
    Getting up, she went to the window. Creatures were in the yard now, but most of them were dead or dying. Several weeks ago she’d been overrun with the things, all bent on coming into her compound. Now there were only a few, one or two a day. And even they seemed to be lackluster in their attempts to get at her. Even when she was in the yard, they were slow to move, as well as stupid. Whatever had made them had done a piss poor job of it.
    Lucia knew that had she been in charge of such beings, she would have done things differently. First and foremost, they needed to be better dressed. They all looked the same, from their clothing to their facial expressions, which told her that they were monsters. Had they been in better clothing and even combed their hair, she was sure they could have ended the human race by now. Instead, they were only centering on one area, and even that didn’t have nearly the amount of people that the rest of the world had in it. Maybe she’d go and find this leader and have a talk with him. Or perhaps not. If he were this stupid about creating things, she’d not want to speak to him. He’d give her a headache, and she had enough going on that was doing that to her at the moment.
    Watching the yard, she noticed her sister there. What she