The panic in his voice left her wide eyed and terrified. She held her breath, but she still couldn’t hear anything except the buzz of blood in her ears and her heart beating. What was going on?She paced the room, wringing her hands for something to do. Minutes passed like hours and silent fears assailed her. Shepeered through the window but saw only a wall of blackness outside,while inside she was alone; waiting and scared. Her fingers fluttered to her lips, but she stopped herself from actually biting her nails.Her head snapped up as the door opened to a disheveled Patra. She was desperately clutching the vampire baby in one arm and hanging on to Elvis’s small hand with the other.Her dark hair had fallen from its dramatic updo, so that long,loose tendrils fell around her pale, scared face. Her dark eyes were wide and terror shimmered in their once mesmerizing depths.“What’s – ” Natalie began, but Patra cut .“Come
Seconds become minutes, and minutes became hours as they sat in the impenetrable darkness. Suddenly, scraping noise from outside the secret room broke the silence. At first they were low, almost indistinguishable from the buzzing in Natalie’s ears.Then they grew louder and louder, until she couldn’t deny their existence.Natalie’s body tensed and she reached out in the darkness to touch Elvis. “Come here,” she whispered. He obeyed by curling over her lap and covering the baby. Vera moved closertoo, using her body to shield the boy, so that he was completely hidden from view.The scraping grew in volume until it echoed, a steady rhythm that Natalie’s heart pounded in time with; the sound of their demise. She wrapped her arms around Vera and, by contact, the children. Fearfully, she tucked her chin down to hide her face, and squeezed her eyes closed in an effort to shut out the terrible reality of what was coming.The noise stopped.
Nathan’s long tongue snaked out to lick a clot of gorefrom his face as he tossed the remains into the fire. “Bring me the other one!” He signaled to Patra S guard to rein her in. Thevampire obeyed and quickly pulled her arms behind her back.Natalie lay in the grass, forgotten. Her dew soaked dress clung cold against her body. Splatters of blood decorated like sick flowers. She blinked at the scene in unfathomable, numbterror.On Nathan’s command, the vampire nearest to Elvis Grabbed his tiny arm and tugged him to his feet. Vera roared and broke her bonds. She launched herself at the startled vampire guard before he could react. Her fangs ripped out his throat in onemotion and they fell to the ground in a struggling heap. Blood Sprayed from his gaping neck and soaked Vera’s clothes and hair.The vampire gurgled and fought as she pinned him down and ripped at his chest with claw-like hands. Her fingers tore through his clothes and s
When she was clean, she opened her eyes and stared at the water around her. It was red with the mess that had been washed from her and looked like a pool of pale blood.“Stand up,” Gabriel said quietly, and she stood. her steady and pulled the drain plug to let the hateful redwater swirl away, then he rinsed her clean under the showerhead.He wrapped a fluffy white towel around her, thengently scooped her up and carried her into the bedroom. She stared dully at the bedspread as he laid her on it. It was red like blood– red like her nightmares.“Close your eyes,” he murmured softly as he leaned over her and stroked her wet hair. “Rest now.”He started to go but she grabbed his bare arm. Fearhad taken over and destroyed any hope she had of pride. “No, don't leave me alone.”“You’ll be fine,” he assured her. “The sun will come soon.” He looked pale and in desperate need of rest.“Please,” she
She growled in frustration. Why couldn’t he ever give her a straight answer? His excuses about Ellish getting ahold of her sounded feeble at best, and she wanted the truth foronce. “Why won’t you tell me what’s going on?”“What do you want to know?” he asked, though he didn't give her his full attention.“What do I want to know? How about ‘Is New Hampshirewhere Amaya is’?”He tore his gaze away from the TV. “I won’t tell you, and I’ve already explained why. It’s safer for everyone that way.”“Fine,” she snapped and savagely screwed the lidback on the bottle of nail polish. “Maybe you can tell me what happened last night? Or is that privileged information?”He rolled his eyes. “No, it’s not.”“That’s a change,” she bit back sarcastically. “Then Who is The Association and why were they there? Were they looking for maya?”His answer was a dark monosyllable, a contrast to the bright too-hap
Gabriel joined her. “Here,” he said as he handed her one of the motel keys. “Go on in. I have something to attend to but then I’ll be alone.”She opened her mouth to ask him what pressing errand waited for him elsewhere, but thought better of it. She didn’t see anyone in the gloomy shadows, but how did she know that some creature of the night wasn’t camouflaged in the darkness? Ifvampires were real, then what other monsters from the nightmares of humanity were lurking and listening to them?He walked down the sidewalk and she watched him until he turned sharply, and disappeared around the far side of the building. Her curiosity piqued, she thought about following him,but resisted the urge. The memories of the vampire manor were still too fresh in her mind.The key didn’t want to fit into the scarred lock,but finally it surrendered with a groaning click, and she opened the door and was met by the smell of stale cigarette smoke. Shewished she
The silence was so thick she felt she would choke on it. Her ears strained for every tiny sound: a rat scampering across the floor, the breeze whistling softly through the broken windows,the flap of a sheet of plastic that hung against the wall. Her eyes searched the gloom and she tried not to jump at every shadow.Really, she didn’t understand why Gabriel’s business couldn’t have been in a nice restaurant, or at least somewhere with electricity!She was so busy eyeing a pile of mysterious refuse that she didn’t notice Gabriel stop suddenly and ended up bumping into him. He held his body rigid, so completely still that Natalieswore his heart had even stopped beating.Her search for the gloom revealed nothing, but her clutch on his sleeve grew tighter. She opened her mouth to ask what was going on when he broke the silence with a single word,“Latoya.”The woman seemed to appear from nothing. Her dark skin gleamed in the pale light, a
After the strange silence in the warehouse, the car seemed too loud. Gabriel’s anger was palpable; the air seemed to pulse with it. Natalie didn’t know what to say to make it better.She stuttered a question, “Aiden wouldn’t really…” but couldn't bring herself to finish it. Would Aiden really kill her because his wife had been killed? As if it was all Gabriel’s fault.“No,” Gabriel said with force. “He wouldn't dare.”She nodded but found no more words for fear of enraging him more. She wasn’t afraid that he’d hurt her, or even be mean to her. In truth she wasn’t sure what she was afraid of, but she didn’t want to make him any angrier. They pulled into the motel and, after parking the car, walked around behind the building to their windowless room.Once they were inside, Gabriel shut the door and clicked all of the locks into place. He absently ran his fingers through his long,dark hair before he threw himself on