I’ve asked him to come here from another master’s realm to help us track Colin’s mate. He’s agreed to help us out. His record for recovery is excellent.” Aaron looked around the room. He had already spoken to Sara about this even before he had asked for the help from another master. A vampire in Aaron’s position did not ask for help; it just wasn’t done. It not only made one look as if he could not make things work in his own realm, but it also made one beholden to the other master. In this case, however, the other master owed Aaron a favor and was more than glad to have the debt repaid without any effort or cost to him or the realm. Aaron hated the arrogant bastard, too. Dominic didn’t look like the others, in dress or in manner. He was tall and fit like them, but that’s where the resemblance ended. Dominic had been a boxer in his previous life and continued with it still, though he didn’t make a living as one. His long hair was dark; almost a blue-black, and he had a widow’s peak deep in the front of his forehead.
