Aidan knew of what Gregori would speak, and he shook his head. “Do not, Gregori. You are my friend. Do not ask of me what I cannot do.” Alexandria felt Aidan’s sorrow, his distress. His mind was a turmoil of emotions, fear among them.
The silver eyes flashed and burned. “You will do what you must, Aidan, just as I have done for over a thousand years. I have come here to wait for my lifemate. She will arrive in a few months to do a show, magic show. San Francisco is on her schedule. I intend to establish a house high in the mountains, far from your place. I need the wild, the heights, and I must be alone. I am close to the end, Aidan. The hunt, the kill, is all I have left.”
He waved a hand, and the ocean waves leapt in response. “I am not certain if I can wait until she comes. I am too close. The demon has nearly consumed me.” There was no change in the sweet purity of his voice.
“Go to her. Send for her. Call her to you.” Aidan rubbed his forehead in agitation, and his obvious upset alarmed Alexandria more than anything else. Nothing ever seemed to get to Aidan. “Where is she? Who is she?”
“She is Mikhail and Raven’s daughter. But Raven did not prepare her for what was to come on the day of the claiming. She was but eighteen years. When I went to her, she was so filled with fear, I found I could not be the monster I needed to be to claim her against her will. I did not press her. I
vowed to myself to allow her five years of freedom. After all, joining with me will be rather like joining with a tiger. Not the most comfortable of destinies.”
“You can no longer wait.” Alexandria had never heard Aidan so agitated. She stroked her thumb in a small caress across his wrist to remind him he would not have to face the future alone.
“I made a vow, and I will keep it. Once she is joined to me for all eternity, her life will not be an easy one, so she runs from it, and from me.” Gregori’s voice was so beautiful, so clear. There was no trace of bitterness, no regret.
“Does she know what you suffer for her?”
The silver eyes flashed at the implication of his lifemate’s selfishness. “She knows nothing. This was my decision, my gift to her. The favor I ask is that you do not hunt me alone, if such becomes necessary. You will need Julian. He is of the darkness.”
“Julian is like me,” Aidan instantly protested.
“No, Aidan,” Gregori corrected in his mesmerizing voice. “Julian is like me. That is why he seeks out the high reaches, why he is always alone. He is like me. He will help you defeat me should there be need.”
“Go to her, Gregori,” Aidan pleaded.
Gregori shook his head. “I cannot. Promise me you will do as I have requested. You will not attempt to hunt me without Julian.”
“I would never be so foolish as to hunt the most wily wolf without the aid of another. Stay strong, Gregori.” There was real sorrow in Aidan’s voice.
“I will hold out as long as I am able,” Gregori replied, “but in the waiting, there is much danger. I will be unable to destroy myself should it become too late. I will be too far gone. You understand, Aidan. The burden of this decision could fall on your shoulders, and for that, I ask your forgiveness. I always thought it would be Mikhail, but she is here, in the United States. And she will be here, in San Francisco, when my vow has been honored.”
Aidan nodded, but Alexandria could feel the tears burning in his mind, in his heart. She made an effort to comfort him, to send him warmth, but she remained as still as he had asked her, not completely understanding what Gregori was saying but knowing it was grave.
“I will attend to this one, destroy all evidence of his existence.” Gregori gestured toward the body at the bottom of the cliff. “But, Aidan, he was not alone. There was another. I thought it best to stay and protect your lifemate rather than hunt him down. So close to turning myself, I did not want to chance two kills in one evening.” The soft, musical voice could have been discussing the weather.