Dominic

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Dominic
.”

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Also by Elizabeth Amber:

LYON: The Lords of Satyr

RAINE: The Lords of Satyr

NICHOLAS: The Lords of Satyr

Coming soon:

DANE: The Lords of Satyr

DOMINIC: THE LORDS OF SATYR

ELIZABETH AMBER

APHRODISIA

KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP.

http://www.kensingtonbooks.com

Contents

Dominic

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

PROLOGUE

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

1

Temple of Bacchus

Else World, 1837

“H
er name is Emma.”

The Facilitator’s voice echoed off the ancient stone wal s, lending his words authority as he directed Dominic’s attention to the large, mirrored

disk positioned prominently in the middle of the temple’s bloodied floor.

The image of a woman, who existed somewhere in a neighboring world, was reflected on the disk’s surface like a living portrait. Her countenance

was serene, oblivious. For she was unaware she was being watched.

Carved from polished obsidian as black and impenetrable as the night, the six-foot mirror was encircled by nine more disks of lesser

circumference. Each was concave and had been shaped from a disparate exotic stone intended to represent one of the lunar phases. Al were set at an

angle meant to capture the moonlight streaming in through an aperture in the roof and to direct it toward the central mirror where the woman was on view.

“You expect me to rape her,” Dominic stated, his voice flat.

The woman’s hand moved, and a page flipped. She was reading.

“We expect you to do what is necessary. As always,” the Facilitator replied, speaking for himself as wel as the two silent Acolytes who flanked

him.

At first glance, the woman appeared to be plain, unremarkable in every way. Dominic judged her to be a quarter of a century old like himself,

perhaps a little older. Except for the occasional movement of her hand, she was utterly stil . Her head was bent intently over a tome entitled
The Fruits of

Philosophy
, which lay before her upon a polished desk.

She wore spectacles, and her profile was half turned from him, so that the shape of her delicate cheek was limned by flickering candlelight.

Tendrils of ash-brown hair curled along a vulnerable nape.

The garment she wore was stiff and lengthy, and it almost completely hid her body from view. He’d heard that Earth-World females sheathed

themselves in swaths of fabric impermeable to the masculine eye but until now had believed this to be only a rumor. Her breasts were ful and her figure

shapely. Why did she hide it?

“You’l bow to Our Wil in this matter?” prompted the Facilitator.

Dominic grunted a grudging assent. His hard, quicksilver gaze flicked over the woman again. He’d been required to do worse in his life. And he

had little choice.

From the corridor behind them came the swishing sound of the votaries’ brooms. Solemnly they swept the sacred remnants of what had been a

colossal statue of Bacchus into vessels that would later be placed in reliquaries.

Rage simmered in him. This hal owed sanctum—his home—had been brutal y attacked. And to think that just hours ago he’d been out fighting the

very beings who had taken advantage of his absence to defile it!

He resided here, alone for the most part, sleeping in an alcove with few creature comforts. Like a bird of prey, he swooped down on the enemies

of his people by night and returned to the relative protection offered here in the temple to roost by day. But this attack had altered his schedule.

“Seven were kil ed in the strike here last night,” the Facilitator informed him, though he hadn’t asked. “And the amulet in the statue has gone

missing. We can only thank the Gods that the time involved in its removal prevented our enemies from reaching these mirrors.”

“Our ‘enemies,’” Dominic mocked, shooting him a cynical look. The stench of demons was everywhere, yet the Facilitator adamantly refrained

from referring to them directly, as if doing so might somehow raise them in the flesh.

“They weren’t ‘prevented,’” he informed his elderly companion. “They came here with specific intentions. They destroyed the statue but

painstakingly hacked its genitals and right hand off. The fact that they left only those pieces undamaged and to be discovered by us in this mess was no

accident.”

It had been a message directed at him, for those were his susceptible points.

The Facilitator’s placid gaze didn’t alter.

“It’s widely known that these scrying mirrors al ow us to see into the adjoining world,” Dominic persisted. “They were purposely left intact so that we

might continue to do so.” He jerked his jaw toward the woman in the mirror. “Let me postpone this new duty until I can find out the reason behind this

attack. Until I can hunt down the demons who were responsible.”

The two Acolytes on either side of the Facilitator stirred for the first time, murmuring in distress. Whether in response to his suggestion of

postponement or to his profanity in cal ing the demons by name, he neither knew nor cared.

The Facilitator calmed them with the lift of a hand, and then shook his head at Dominic. “No. You wil do as We have directed.”

Dominic heaved a frustrated breath and stalked away. Standing in the arched entrance of the chamber, he watched the votives at their work. The

twelve marble statues that ringed the room regarded him coldly, unspeaking. Accustomed to their unwavering, brooding gazes, he ignored them.