Page 71 of Loup Garou
“Lindsay, I—”
Clamping my mouth over his, I kissed him with all that I had, letting him feel just how much I really did love him. Eion wrapped his arms around me and moved his tongue over mine, thrust for thrust. I hated myself for what I had to do. Taking his memories was beyond wrong. Leaving him to live in his own private hell was worse.
I continued to kiss him, my body reacting to his every caress, just as it always had. I let my power up slowly, not wanting to alarm him. The minute it was all the way up, I ran it through him hard and fast, going instantly for any memory of me he ever had. Our mouths stayed locked and we continued to kiss, to moan, to express our love for one another as my power stripped him of his past with me. Carefully, I replaced it with good memories. Happier times and strong bonds with his cousin.
Pulling back, I yanked my magik out of him. Eion fell backwards as did I. Pain shot through me as I struck the pavement. “Oww.”
“You can say that again. What happened?” Eion asked.
Sitting up, I smiled at him when every ounce of me wanted to cry. “I was running around that corner and I didn’t see you there. Sorry.”
Eion gave me one of his famous shit-ass grins that had always made me melt. “You are the prettiest linebacker I’ve ever seen.” He stood and extended his hand to me. “I’m Eion MacMason.”
Taking his hand, I let him pull me to my feet and fought with all I had not to cry. “I’m Lindsay Willows. It was, umm, nice running into you, Eion.”
“Lindsay Willows? The dancer?”
“You’ve heard of me?”
Shit, I missed a memory.
He nodded. “Yeah, a really close friend of mine, Tim Collins, had a Lindsay Willows with him when his—” he looked away a moment, “—tour bus crashed.”
“Yeah, I’m her. Tim was a great guy.”
Eion nodded. “You weren’t hurt, were you?”
His love for me was so strong it had managed to somehow survive, even if just a bit. It tore at my gut.
“No. I wasn’t hurt,” I lied, knowing he needed to hear as much. “Thanks for asking.”
Eion stared at me, as if he was trying to place how he knew me. “Your eyes are really red. Are you okay?”
I’d forgotten all about the sun and how bad my eyes hurt when I’d found Eion. “I’ll be fine. I’m a little sensitive to the sun and I forgot my sunglasses.”
“Come on, I’ll take you in and have someone take a look at them.”
Shaking my head, I offered him a warm smile. “I’m good. Thanks though.”
Eion ran his hand through his hair and laughed. “Lindsay, you’re probably going to run like hell, but I don’t think I can physically walk away knowing you’re in pain. That makes no sense, I know, but it’s the truth.”
“There you are,” Exavier said, appearing near us. “I’ve got your glasses.” Exavier held a pair of black sunglasses in one hand and a glass of water in the other. He nodded towards Eion. “Patrick’s going ape-shit in there.”
Eion glanced between Exavier and I. “You two know each other?”
“Yep, she’s the mate I mentioned but refused to give you details on.”
I just stared at Exavier, wondering how much of the conversation he’d heard. He closed the distance between us and handed me the glasses. The second I had them on, he pulled me to him and kissed my forehead. He let his power out and it ran over my eyes, taking the burning away instantly.
“Mmm, I hate to say it but I think we’re going to need to head back in.”
Eion gave Exavier a hard look. “That’s one hell of a lady you got there. Treat her right or you’ll answer to me, cousin.”
Exavier smiled. “I know. She’s amazing. And you have my word I’ll love and protect her with all I am. I already promised her father, but now I’m telling you too.”
Eion nodded. “Good. And Lindsay, should he get out of line, come to me. I’ll kick the shit out him and see to it you’re taken care of.”
“Well, thanks. I appreciate that.” I watched as Eion headed back into the building. The moment the door shut I gave in to the urge to cry.
