Lydia couldn’t believe that Adrian Court would be her trainer. She wanted nothing to do with this vampire that never took a permanent mate yet made her blood pulse with wicked desire. More
Lydia Dumais was furious. How could her mentor arrange to have her train with Adrian Court? A sexy vampire with a ruthless streak and a reputation of a womanizer. A vampire whose charcoal eyes had branded her with blatant desire at a gala not long ago. Dislike and lust for him invaded her at once. She’d suffered wicked fantasies about him for days afterward. She had no intention of getting involved with a vampire, let alone Adrian. He was trouble and his dark, primal essence tempted something primitive in her, turned her trepidation into dangerous curiosity.
With a jolt of panic, she realized that she didn’t trust herself around him. But for goodness’ sake, she could withstand his dark charm for a couple of hours, couldn’t she? All she had to do was focus on her task and get through the training as fast as possible.