Bloodseeker - Colin's Conquest Part 29

Instead of answering her, he sighed and looked over her shoulder at the trio still standing on the stairs, staring at him as if he were a weapon of ma.s.s destruction, set to go off at any moment.

"Please calm yourselves. I wish only to help." Trying to watch all of their faces at once irritated him so he gave the trio a mental shove that propelled them to the spot with the dainty little vixen. Ignoring their dismay at his show of power, he gave each of them in turn a mighty hug and a kiss on the cheek. This was most difficult with the millennial woman since he did indeed want much more with her than a kiss but he had his ardor in control once more.

"Colin!" His mate scolded him as the centenarian growled at Lachlan.

Lachlan ignored him. In a hurry now to get away before he forgot his mission in a haze of l.u.s.t, he introduced himself once more.

"I am Lachlan. I am here to take the new female into protective custody until she has learned to control her siren's song." He ignored their collective gasps.

"She will come with me to the Arctic as this is the only way I can protect her from the other males in our species."

He reached for Joanna's hand and clasped it, firm enough to hold her but not crush her bones. Of course she struggled but she might as well have been trapped beneath the wheel of a locomotive engine. No escaping him if she wanted to keep her hand.

Colin moved to attack, but Lachlan made him stay where he stood with a firm push back with his omnipotent mind. He prepared himself for Linnea's attack, but it was not forthcoming. Instead, she smiled at him, seducing him with a look ... as sure of her power over him as he was in his own power.

"You are a very powerful creature, Lachlan, there is no mistaking that." She wrapped her tiny hand around his wrist ... the wrist that held Joanna.

"But your protection is not needed here, of this I am certain. Look around you, look at these two males, look at me. We are her family." He couldn't resist, he had to remind her of what had just transpired in this very hotel. But he didn't have to, she knew.

"Nothing like this will ever happen again, and there is also the fact that the call in this one is already fading. Have you not noticed this?" It was true! He felt only mild attraction to Joanna, and wild attraction to Linnea who had no 'call' after all these centuries of life.

"How can this be? She is not a millennial, or even a centenarian. She is a newborn, a neophyte!" He dropped Joanna's hand and grabbed Linnea by the shoulders. "It is you, witch. You are masking the call for her with your own seductive wiles."

"Let go of me you brute." She clenched her teeth in pain. To her surprise he let her go and even looked contrite so she pushed with her advantage.

"Listen to me, Lachlan. Listen close. Joanna is bred, therefore the call is fading."

His eyebrows shot up. Fortunately for her, she stunned him into silence ... stunned ... and listening, but not to her, to Joanna and the tiny being within.

Enlightenment and reverence.

He felt like bowing at her feet. With a gentle touch this time he lifted her hand, kissing the back of it, then turning it over he kissed the palm. He would have kissed her wrist with his teeth too, had the possessive Colin not growled at him.

"Have you any idea what this means to us as a people? Your baby will most likely be fertile!" His excitement flowed from him, infecting them all. One happy family they were now, all five of them, well six if you counted Milo hiding around the corner, listening in to every word. Lachlan would take care of him in a moment when he left this happy family, and yes he would leave all of them.

Then a terrible thought occurred to him, one that he almost wished he hadn't thought of.... but he had to say it, they had to know about the danger.

"Have you any idea the incredible danger this baby will be in if it happens to be a girl? Can you imagine the bitter war that she will cause between all the lonely males in our clan? Can you imagine the utter chaos she will unwittingly incite?"

Not waiting for an answer, he turned and left them, still muttering the word "chaos" to himself like a mantra. * * * *

"One more push Joanna, you can do it, come on, one more push. The baby's head is here."

"You pus.h.!.+" Joanna screamed, shooting daggers from her eyes all aimed at Colin's head.

"That's it, here he comes, here he comes!" Colin caught the baby in his capable hands and cleared the baby's mouth. Patting the newborn he got a cough, then a tiny cry from his baby. Holding the tiny defenseless infant, his heart filled with terror.

"What is it, what's wrong?" Joanna shrieked, hysteria closing in. "What's wrong with him?" Colin wrapped the baby in a soft blanket and rose to rea.s.sure his mate.

"Jo, it is okay." Her eyes lit up when she saw the baby's red, unhappy face."

"Jo, it is not a him ... it is ... it is.... chaos."

The color drained from Joanna's face and a tear slipped over her cheek as she gazed into her baby's dark eyes ... her daughter's eyes.

The End