Alyssa Day

Something in Alaric__ chest tightened painfully at the thought of Quinn, but he refused to allow it to overcome him. She would be fine. She had to be fine. If Quinn were to die, he would have no reason to continue existing.

Alaric, go after her. Since Daniel forced the blood bond on her, Quinn has been different. Lost. She deserves better than for you to abandon her and, priest or no, you know it.

Finally, she looked up at him and met his gaze, and she gasped. He knew what must be visible on his face and therefore did not try to deny it. __ou know,_ he rasped out. __ou have always known, and you will always know that I am yours, and yet never can be. I am the most powerful high priest Poseidon has ever appointed, and yet I am too weak to hide the depths of my feelings for you.

He shot across the dark and dank room and gently lowered her slight body, which seemed to weigh almost nothing, until she stood with her back to the wall, as he called a shield of water to block her from any danger.

Translation: I__ an idiot.

That seems to be another habit of yours. I get broken, and you fix it.

He'd saved her life and killed her trust. He'd thought it a fair trade, at the time.

The priest was Quinn's biggest danger of all.

I'm a little tired of protecting people who help the ones trying to conquer them

You know better than that the only thing about you that scares me isyour absence, Alaric

Your magic is unbalanced without the soul-meld

No matter what it takes. Make at least part of him live, and I can find the rest of him somehow. Someday.