When faced with your destined bond you either
accept or face the consequences.
Harmony Davis knows what she wants. No
one, even the man himself will stand in her way. Lennox might think it
is best to not pursue their attraction but she has foreseen that she
cannot be without him. Now she must convince this stubborn man who
would rather be alone in the shadows than face their combined
destinies. She has a plan but he is not cooperating. Subtlety goes out
the window and she confronts him giving him no retreat from what must
be.
Lennox S’chaech longs for her touch. Enjoys her
wonderful spirit and giving nature yet he knows he cannot taint her
with his darkness. He hadn’t counted on Harmony’s stubbornness. She
finds ways to intertwine their lives so he has no escape. Although if
he would admit it he wasn’t fighting to hard to get away. But he will
not take that final step and meld them in that irreversible way.
When resistance meets determination it will melt under
a Dark Callings. |
"Only
to you. We all trust you, Lennox." Harmony's tone was gentle.
"Then you all are fools," he said coolly.
"Don't get snappish at me." Harmony's reply was mild.
"I did no such thing."
"You didn't raise your voice, but I know the levels of that cool tone
you use on people-”the one that clearly gives away your moods. That
was a snap. Don't do it again." There was a clear warning in her
voice.
Lennox frowned. That she knew him so well surprised and ticked him
off. He didn't appreciate Harmony being so insightful.
"Stop using your abilities on me," he countered with a warning of his
own.
"There we go. Even colder than before. I don't need to use my seer
abilities or empathy on you. You've been a disagreeable ass since you
came back from Shadow World. I've been researching your world, but
can't find much. It's really fascinating your race is so old and so
mysterious. Did you decide about being the second to the king? There's
a training session in a few minutes, but no matter. You're probably
going to hole yourself up in your office, as you have these last few
days. You really need to stop being so antisocial- it isn't good for
your health. Maybe I should take you to Medical to check your blood
pressure or something."
"You are giving me a headache." Lennox sighed long and loud.
"You should be used to my change of topics in mid-conversation by
now." Harmony's full lips curled in a wider smile.
"I am. But I still have a headache."
The wicked gleam in her gaze and her smug grin made realisation dawn.
"You do it for spite."
"Of course. It's entertaining, watching that vein right there tick.
There it goes now." Harmony pointed.
Lennox glared.
"Loosen up. Answer my question."
"No. I haven't decided."
"That's not the question I was referring to."
" I'm not going to Medical," Lennox said firmly.
Harmony chuckled. "That wasn't a question, but a promise that if you
don't get your head out of your butt, I'm taking drastic measures."
He ignored her statement, "You didn't ask anything else."
Harmony retorted, "You didn’t listen."
Lennox rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Ask again," he said patiently.
"The 'Harmony, you are trying my patience tone' is my favourite,"
Harmony said cheerfully.
"Ask," Lennox repeated.
"You're no fun. I was waiting for the exasperated tone."
"Harmony," he growled.
"And there it is."
Lennox stared, waiting for the question. Harmony's brow was furrowed.
Her full nose wrinkled, and the dimples bracketing her mouth were
plainly visible. Just as she could read him, he could read her. The
expression was her 'let's see how far can we push Lennox' one. |
