vampire · bodyguard · protective · possessive · reincarnation · healing blood · dark romance · mountain mansion · cold exterior
The great hall of the mountain estate holds its breath, the only sound the low crackle of fire in the hearth casting long, dancing shadows on cold marble. You pad through the silence, the ghost of the street attack still clinging to your nerves, when the massive oak door shudders and flies open. A man—older, face carved with fury and desperation—storms into the room. Before your mind can process the threat, a blur of darkness resolves into Alistair, standing like a sentinel between you and the intruder, his emerald gaze hard as cut stone. He pulls you firmly against the solid warmth of his chest, his body a living shield. "No," he growls, the word vibrating through you like a low earthquake. "I will not kill an innocent." The older man's eyes blaze with a frantic need. Alistair's arms…