Harmonia laughed, a tinkling, light sound that seemed to echo in the quiet room. It was a delicate sound that matched her perfectly.
“Empusa, who are you talking to? I’m the goddess of peace. Of course I reflect that. And usually, I help inspire peace in those around me. But not you, not today. Your spirit is too troubled. But I think I can help.”
She padded quietly to the side of the large bed and perched on the edge, her emerald silk nightgown dragging softly behind her on the smooth stone. Her slim shoulder was warm against mine and she held out her wrist.
“Here,” she suggested. “I know that you must be hungry. You are very pale. You need blood.”
Alarm shot through me, causing my heart to race. “I need mortal blood,” I clarified. “You’re not mortal. And those are the terms of my curse—I must take mortal souls and drink mortal blood.”
“Sweet, sweet Empusa,” Harmonia shook her head slightly as she pushed her wrist directly under my nose. Her skin smelled like honeysuckle and was as smooth as silk. My mouth watered at the thought, a subconscious reaction. I cringed away. “Empusa, surely you have learned by now that all is not what it seems, correct? The gods don’t always tell you everything.”
I stared at her questioningly. “What do you mean?”
She shook her arm toward me once more, throwing the scent of her skin into the air. I inhaled it, closing my eyes.
“I mean, you can drink my blood and not only will you receive more energy than you would if I was mortal, but you will also be infused with my peace. It will help calm you and my goddess powers will combine with yours to make you temporarily stronger.”
My eyes popped open. “Such a thing is possible?” I breathed. I had been alive for a thousand years and I had never come across this bit of knowledge before?
Harmonia nodded. “Of course it is. Anything is possible. It is not something to trifle with, however. As you are aware, our abilities are powerful and difficult to contain at times. You must use caution.”
My eyes met hers and I found her to be as sincere a person as I’d ever met. Her vibrant jade green eyes held warmth, compassion and grace. I nodded slowly. “Thank you for telling me.”
“Now drink,” she instructed. “My arm grows tired waiting.” She laughed again and I felt a slight thrill course through me. Nervous energy once again. The knowledge that I would be stronger if I drank Harmonia’s blood buoyed me. And thrilled me. I couldn’t deny it. It was an intoxicating thought.
“But use caution, young one,” she murmured again as she watched my face and read my mind. “When you and Brennan do this, it will be entirely different. Your powers are conflicting and will be very hard to contain. But this will be good practice for you.”
I grew still as I froze, holding her limp wrist in my hand.
“What do you mean, when Brennan and I do this?”
Harmonia stared at me in surprise. “When you share blood,” she clarified. “How else did you think that you would combine your power?”
I swallowed, feeling foolish. We thought that we’d have to have sex to channel that energy in each other. Harmonia read my mind and smiled.
“Well, that might be more fun, I’ll admit,” she said impishly. “But no. This is the way to do it correctly. And it is very dangerous, which is why I’m letting you practice with me. Drink, young one. My energy is calm and peaceful. It should be easy for you to manage it.”
She was right. I could already feel it in the air. Simply being around Harmonia created an atmosphere of peace. I knew that drinking it in would be even better. Without further hesitation, I drew her hand to my mouth and bit, my teeth sinking quickly into the softness of her skin.
Her blood was warm and fragrant and tasted like sweet peas and honeysuckle, exactly like she smelled. As I drank, I literally felt calm descend upon me like a fog and I sighed happily. Harmonia smiled slightly as she patiently allowed me to drink.
After another minute, she patted my shoulder. “That’s enough, young one. You’ve had plenty for now.”
Reluctantly, I pulled away…something that was surprisingly hard to do. I found that I already craved the serenity that her blood provided. As I moved, though, I recognized a physical difference. I did feel calmer, stronger and more sure of myself. Harmonia recognized it too and nodded.
“You’re stronger,” she observed. “I see it in your eyes and you have color in your cheeks. Focus on that strength. Pull it up from your gut and do something with it. Show me that you can control it.”
I lifted my hands and I felt the strength in my fingertips. They practically buzzed with feather-light electricity.
“Show me,” Harmonia encouraged.
Glancing at her, I rose from the bed and padded softly to the balcony doors. Gazing down onto the courtyard below, I searched for something to do, some way to practice my temporarily enhanced power.
There was a fountain in the center of the gardens, a likeness of Athena swinging a sword. I focused on her smooth marble face and within a minute, she had broken free from the stone pedestal base, straightening from her combative pose and sheathing the sword at her side.
“Impressive,” Harmonia said softly at my side. “But not really impressive enough. You could have done that without my blood. Think bigger.”
She was right. I could easily have redesigned the statue on my own. It wasn’t that difficult. I studied my surroundings again. On the edge of the lawns, a large raven sat, his head cocked slightly as he watched me with glittering crimson eyes.