He'd still startled her...damn. But probably not as much as if he'd touched her again.
"You don't have to apologize, Khemrys. I said you could rest." He glanced back at the door. "Jean Claude? This is Khemrys. Khemrys, this is Jean Claude. He's the Master Vampire of St. Louis."
A pale figure entered the room. Cooling power seemed to radiate from him, and even with his long, dark hair finger combed from sleep and wearing a simple robe, he was breathtaking. The figure inclined his head gracefully at her. "You are welcome here. I trust my wolf has shown adequate hospitality?"
Jason said nothing, but gave Khemrys a reassuring smile.
"Jason tells me there is some confusion regarding your arrival here. Would you care to tell me your story?" His words were calm and kindly, yet commanding: he was clearly used to being obeyed.
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"You don't have to apologize, Khemrys. I said you could rest." He glanced back at the door. "Jean Claude? This is Khemrys. Khemrys, this is Jean Claude. He's the Master Vampire of St. Louis."
A pale figure entered the room. Cooling power seemed to radiate from him, and even with his long, dark hair finger combed from sleep and wearing a simple robe, he was breathtaking. The figure inclined his head gracefully at her. "You are welcome here. I trust my wolf has shown adequate hospitality?"
Jason said nothing, but gave Khemrys a reassuring smile.
"Jason tells me there is some confusion regarding your arrival here. Would you care to tell me your story?" His words were calm and kindly, yet commanding: he was clearly used to being obeyed.