"I can't risk it, Rhoan. Not with the ARC 1-23 running through my system."
"Ah, Jesus." He swept a hand through his bristly hair, then strode toward me. After wrapping his arms around me, he squeezed tight and said softly, "I'm sorry, sis."
I could barely even nod, he was holding me so tight.
"Misha knows, doesn't he?"
"Yes."
"That's why he wants this meeting, then."
"Yes." Because he wanted to use me, and reproduce with me, just like everyone damn else seemed to.
Everyone except Kade, who just wanted to have a good time, and Quinn who wanted me to be his, and only his. Only he didn't want the wolf, just the woman, and he couldn't have one without the other.
"I know how much you want a child, but you can't do it."
"I know." I pulled back. "I'm protected against pregnancy. Only Quinn knows that."
"I can imagine how he took it." Rhoan grimaced.
"Yeah, he did mention something along the lines of whoring myself for the sake of the Directorate."
"He may be a very old vampire, but he was still once human. And they just can't get their minds around sex being something that should be shared and celebrated. Which is why - "
"Don't," I interrupted, "lecture me on the subject any more, bro. I've offered him a deal and I intend to stick to it."
"I still don't think it's a good idea, but I'll shut up on the matter." He kissed my forehead. "Let's get out of here, before those blue suckers decide to pay a second visit."
I glanced toward the lasered window. "You don't really think they'd attack again so soon, do you?"
"Probably not, but these people have a tendency to do the unexpected."
Like causing a car crash and snatching me for breeding purposes just when we'd all begun to think I was safe. Dammit, why were they after me? What was so goddamn important about my genes that they were so determined to have me? And why not Rhoan, who carried the same genes?
"Sol can keep this?" I raised the small laser he'd given me earlier.
"Yeah. Jack will have a coronary, as they're guardian-only weapons, but right now, I don't give a shit." He grabbed the bag from my shoulder. "It's got a stun setting, if you'd prefer to shoot first and ask questions later."
"Already noted, bro."
He smiled. "Keep behind me, and wrap the shadows around you."
I did, and we made it down the stairs without mishap. Quinn was little more than a deeper shade of night, but I would have known he was there even if I wasn't using infrared. His rich scent warmed the night air.
"There's several cameras currently trained on us," he commented, opening the front passenger door for me. "I'm not sure if they're infrared, but I'll be dumping this vehicle as soon as possible."
"Good." Rhoan glanced at me. "Be careful."
He meant with Quinn. I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. "You too."
He waited until I'd climbed in, then handed me the bag. "If there's any trouble, call."
"I'll keep her safe," Quinn said.
"You'd better." Rhoan stepped back, and Quinn slammed the door shut. Five seconds later, my brother had gone back inside and we were under way.
"Where are we headed?" I asked, after a few minutes.