Shadowfever
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I dont know what Barrons and the others are, but until someone tells me otherwise, Im going to assume theyre all the same. They have heightened senses: smell, vision, and hearing. Barrons has the strength of ten men, and his bones are extremely resilient. I imagine they have to be, so he can transform the way he does. Ive watched Barrons drop thirty feet and land on his feet, as light as a cat.
Fade surprised them all. He managed to gun down Ryodan, too, before the others attacked him and took his gun away.
Fade stumbled back against the wall, and I thought how strange it was that hed lost his weapon but was still hanging on to the sheets.
What the fuck, Fade? Lor snarled. Forget your meds again?
Fade looked at me. Your parents are next, he purred. I will destroy everything you love, MacKayla.
I sucked in a horrified breath. Ryodan wasnt paranoid. Hed been right. The Sinsar Dubh had skimmed me, lifted information about them from my mind, and acted on it swiftly.
It was right herein the room with me!
It had learned about Chesters and had come to take a look around, see what it might see.
Id been out of the Silvers for three daysand this was the third day in a row it had found me!
Was it really my fault that it had gone to the abbey because it hadnt been able to find me in Dublin? Was I indirectly responsible for all the sidhe-seers whod died that night? How long had it been here, moving from person to person, working its way closer to me all the while?
Long enough to have discovered my parents
Its in the sheets, I cried. Get the sheets! I regretted the words the instant I said them. Whoever touched it would also be possessed, and the other men still had guns. No, dont touch the sheets! I screamed.
Fade flashed into motion and was gone.
The others followed, leaving me alone.
I dashed for the door, but it slid shut before I could get there, and I had no clue how to open it. I pressed my palm frantically to half a dozen places, with no success.
I whirled, staring into the other room. If the Sinsar Dubh got to my parents if Fade carried it in there if it killed them
I couldnt bear to think about it.
My parents were standing up, looking at me, but I knew they couldnt see me. They were merely staring in the direction from which the gunfire had come.
The door hissed open and closed behind me.
I have to get you out of here, Lor growled.
I spun around, spear in my fist. How do I know youre not the Book?
Look at me. Where could I hide it?
His pants and shirt clung to his muscular body like a second skin. I checked his shoes. Boots. Take them off.
He kicked them off. Now you.Lose the coat.
I slipped out of it.
Skirt, too.
We dont have time for this, I snapped. My parents
Fade left the club. Theyre safe for now.
Thats not good enough!
Well take precautions. Were on guard now. Someone has to carry it in. No one will enter the upper levels of the club or your parents cell with clothes on.
My brows shot up. That was going to be a real shocker for my mom.
I said lose the skirt.
How could Fade have passed it to me?
Minuscule possibility. I take no chances.
Sighing, I unzipped and dropped it. My sweater was snug. I had on a black thong. My boots clung to the shape of my legs. No place to hide a book. Happy?
Hardly.
As I zipped my skirt back up, I took a last longing glance at my parents and turned away. My gaze hitched as it passed over Barrons crumpled body, and I flinched violently.
Here I was with Barrons dead. Again.
I knew he wasnt really dead, or at least he wouldnt be for long, but my grief was too fresh and my emotions too complicated.
How long until he I broke off, horrified to hear the catch of a sob in my voice.
Why do you give a fuck?
I dont, I mean, I justshit! I turned and beat at the wall with my fists. I didnt care that my parents could hear the dull thud or that the wall shuddered beneath my blows. I didnt care what Lor thought of me. I hated Barrons being dead. Hated it. Beyond reason. Beyond my understanding.
I punched until Lor caught my bloody fists and pulled me away.
How long? I demanded. I want to know! Answer me or else!
He grinned faintly. What, you gonna feed me bloody runes?
I scowled. Do you guys tell each other everything?
Not everything. Pri-ya sounded pretty fucking fascinating to me. Never did get all the details.
How long? Answer me. I used Voice to force him.
Not sure this time. But it wont be as long as last time. And if you ever try to Voice me again, woman, Ill kill your parents myself.
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What must a prince do to get a Valentines Day kiss, MacKayla?
The words floated out of the darkness, Eros skittering across my skin, pricking me with a hundred tiny little Cupid bows. Even with Pri-ya-induced immunity, I still thrill to the musical, sensual sound of Vlanes voice. I no longer begin stripping when he appears, but deep down inside me theres a summer girl who never stops wanting to, especially when hes being playful, seductive.