Dark Wolf(7)

 

Skyler shook her head. "No, he often is close enough to talk to me at night when I can't sleep. We talk a lot at night. I love his voice. He's very gentle with me, never demanding. I know it's difficult for him. I can feel his struggle, although he hid it from me at first. You can't be in someone else's head without eventually seeing everything. Darkness threatened to swallow him all the time, yet he never said anything to me, he never tried to hurry me. He certainly didn't condemn me because I was too young—and afraid. Dimitri doesn't judge me."

 

"No one does, hon," Josef pointed out. "You're the one so hard on yourself. I especially loved the stage when you dyed your hair constantly. It took a little while to find yourself and be comfortable with who you really are."

 

Skyler's eyebrow shot up. She stared pointedly at Josef's black, spiked hair tipped with blue.

 

His grin was contagious, revealing twin dents near his mouth. "This is who I am. I found that out a long time ago. I like my hair with blue tips."

 

"Because no one will ever guess just how smart you are. They're too busy looking at your hair and the piercings you occasionally put in just to bug them all," she accused, laughing softly. "I love you, Josef, you know that, don't you?"

 

"Yep. That's why I'm here, Sky. I don't have all that many people who care about me. If you say you need me, I'll come." He looked away from her.

 

Skyler put her hand on his arm. "There are many people who care about you, Josef, you just don't let them get close. If you gave Dimitri a chance, he would be a good friend to you. I know he would. I've talked to him many times about you."

 

"I thought you hadn't seen him since you'd been to the Carpathian Mountains."

 

"He thought it best if we stayed away from one another. I knew it would be too difficult for him with me being physically close to him, but he came to London on and off when he needed to hear my voice."

 

"Did Gabriel know?" Josef asked.

  

"Probably. He didn't ask me, but I noticed when Dimitri was close, Gabriel stayed closer and when he wasn't with me, Francesca was close by. There were times when Uncle Lucian and Auntie Jaxon hung around. They're busy, so I knew it was because they were afraid Dimitri would come and claim me."

 

"But he didn't."

 

"Of course not. He's a man of honor. I'm not old enough in the Carpathian culture, which is funny, because in the human culture I could marry easily. No one would think twice about it."

 

"Did you want him to claim you?" Josef asked curiously.

 

Skyler shrugged. "Sometimes. I dream about him. I don't ever think about other men, or even look at them. It's always Dimitri. He calls to me and isn't even aware of it. When we're talking, mind to mind, I see things. How alone he is. How dark his world is. How hard it is to struggle against the constant pull of the darkness. He endures so much for me. So much for all of us. When he hunts, it has become harder for him. Every time he has to kill. I see all that, and the terrible sacrifices he makes for me."