His Lady of the Night, Chapter 7 of a free rah romance read

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His Lady of the Night

Chapter Seven

Jake blocked out Olivia's voice as he concentrated all his energy into keeping her eyes open and focused on his enemies as he destroyed them. To the man holding the handgun he compelled him to pull the trigger, which made a neat little hole through the man's heart. The life went out of the man's glazed eyes and he was dead before he hit the ground. Jake forced Olivia to turn her head toward the other man and compelled him to wrap his own hands around his neck and squeeze. 'Dead Eyes' did as bidden, his eyes bulged as with both hands he encircled his own neck and squeezed until the very essence of his life was no more.

Jake heaved a sigh, he hadn't enjoyed killing the two men but he couldn't conceive letting them live to come after Olivia again. Since Julius had only taken their blood and hadn't given them any of his, he was able to make their deaths less gruesome than if they'd been ghouls. You had to incinerate ghouls otherwise the stupid, mindless creatures just kept coming at you again and again until they destroyed you . . .or you them.

Jake tuned in back to Olivia and closed his mental arms around her, soothing her. Her sobs pierced his heart. " I'm sorry you had to see that love. There was no other way I could destroy them, I wish there had been," he said sadly. He mentally ran his hand down her silky hair and continued whispering soothing words until her sobs had ceased.

Olivia knew it wasn't his fault; it was her fault the two men had died.

" No!" fairly shouted Jake. " This was not your fault."

" You know it is Jake," Olivia passionately replied. " It's because of my rare blood that they kidnapped me and it's because of me that you had to kill them. Their deaths or on my hands."

" We will discuss this later. Right now I need you to be safe. Let's get you out of there before someone else shows up," he said firmly keeping his emotions in check so as not to overwhelm her with his feelings. She needed him calm now not emotional. Though all he really wanted to do was wrap his arms around her, hold her and never let her go. But he could not. The sun was at its brightest and his body would soon be too lethargic to aid his beloved's escape.

" Okay," said Olivia. " But how do I untie myself? I can't use my hands because they're tied behind my back and my feet are tied to the chair legs."

" Don't worry love, I will help you," Jake said calmly. " Can you bend and see the ropes around your feet?"

" Yes," she replied.

" Good. Look at the ropes so I can see them as well," he said.

Olivia bent down and stared at the ropes. Despite knowing Jake had the ability to do this from a distance, Olivia's eyes still widened in amazement as the ropes around her ankles loosened. She extracted her feet and groaned in pain as the circulation returned.

" Alright, now what? My hands are still tied behind the chair," she said. " Jake? Are you still there? Answer me?"

Olivia focused her mind on him and sensed his presence fading. " Jake, what's happening? Where are you going? You can't leave me like this!" she shouted hysterically.

" I am…my love…the sun…" Jake tried to tell her he could no longer help her. While destroying her kidnappers and then soothing her, the sun had continued its rise and he could no longer mentally stay with her. Jake's mind shut down and he completely vanished, leaving her alone.

Olivia sensed the instant his presence left her mind. 'Wasn't it just like a man to leave the job half undone,' she thought angrily. Now she'd have to figure out a way to get out of this predicament herself. She gazed around the room studiously keeping her eyes from straying to the two dead men lying a few feet away. Olivia tested her feet again and found the numbness gone. At first, she experimented by shuffling the chair backwards toward the window several times by using her feet to push, but that didn't work. All that happened was she came perilously close to toppling over.

Next, she tried to stand but her foot kept slipping, which made her stay glued to the seat. An hour passed and shadows began darkening the room. Panic set in and Olivia knew if she wasn't out of here in the next half hour she'd die here. Urgency lent her enough strength to rise. Bent over like a pretzel she took a step, slipped and fell on her side breaking the rickety chair in the process. A shaky smile appeared on her lips, she'd done it! She'd freed herself from the chair.

Olivia tried to rise and realized her hands were still tied. Again she looked around the room and spotted glass under the broken window. Getting to her knees she walked on them to reach the broken glass, sat down with a thump and felt behind her. She grabbed a long piece and began sawing through the rope. Fifteen minutes and several bleeding cuts later the rope gave way and Olivia sighed in relief. Rubbing her wrist to return the circulation she scrambled to her feet and ran out of the building.

Outside, she saw the goons' car still parked on the street. She looked in and shouted for joy. The keys were still there. It was a miracle. She got in and drove to a few blocks from her home. Once there, she opened the trunk, grabbed her purse, which had been left behind when they'd dragged her into the building and hurried home, where she double locked the door and windows then sat down on the sofa to wait for Jake.

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