Phoenix questioned right on cue.
“Who else could he have been
talking about?” I grimaced at hearing the name aloud. “The Descendant mentioned
a woman called Kayla in the area. Nekayla can easily come across as human when
she needs to. She certainly has the power. Then Liahm said her name. Who
else if not the sisters would go to such extent?”
“Just seems they would be more
efficient. Things have been a touch messy thus far. Have they not?” Phoenix’s
voice was emotionless as ever.
“They don’t like to get their hands
dirty. We all know that… It’s possible they simply underestimated the situation.
Or overestimated their crew,” Jezabell rose to my defense but it only sparked
my anger more.
“Now Anna is a situation?” Jezabell
glowered at me but no one spoke of Lianna or Nekayla directly again.
Hendrick snarled low. “Dead blood
up ahead.” If I could smell blood like a shark, what the hell was Hendrick?
Another minute we could all smell it, too.
Human blood. Potent human blood and
lots of it. Dragons were such messy creatures. The smell made my head spin
feverishly.
Breathing in deeply, I closed my
eyes. The last I had tasted fresh human blood was from Anna. It had been
amazing even if it had done a number on me. I didn’t consider her poisonous.
Lianna was more like a really powerful drug. An addicting, albeit dangerous one
at that.
Strangely, since she’d turned, her
blood had become even more intoxicating. And incredibly powerful. Drinking from
her had completely cured me from the effects of the bloodstone, the venom, and
whatever had happened to me from drinking from her before turning.
“Yes, we’re almost there now… If
the Dragon was at fault for these deaths then we’ll know. They always leave a
trail and this one is injured. With any luck we will be on him before sundown,
and this will be over quickly,” Jezabell spoke as she floored it up the steep
path of the mountain. She thought it that simple. Hunt the dragon down and kill
it.
The White Mountain national forest
had been reported in papers across the east coast to have fallen victim to a
slew of vicious bear attacks in the area. However, what the humans called a
bear was actually something far more deadly.
The Dragon that had escaped the
night Lianna died was feeding. He was wounded, and ill from Lianna’s blood. He
would have to feed a lot to recover. Dragons, even Crossbreeds do not just
drink blood. They eat their prey alive.
When creatures of the night fall
ill, we feed. And Dragons feed more than most. Unfortunately, word of the bear
attacks had persuaded human hunters to flood the area in search of the vicious
bear. This apparently had ended in a lot more death for the human race.
Jezabell was still driving but the
Hummer wasn’t fast enough to placate neither Hendrick nor I. We both pushed our
doors open simultaneously, (back hatch for Hendrick) barely avoiding the trees
as we jumped from the vehicle and took off running on foot.
The Hummer screeched to a stop in
the mud dead in the center of the trail. “Phoenix go!” Without responding, he
was gone.
As the door closed, I turned to
head up the stairs to change and pull my hair down. He’d have to rip the dress
off another day. I’d wear it again if for no other reason. What I had in mind
for the day required much less attire. Finding an entire rack of bathing suits
made me nearly giddy but there were only a few I would ever be caught dead
wearing.
Get it? Caught dead.
Summer was halfway over and I hadn’t
been swimming once. Despite my lifelong pale skin, I loved the water.
There was a lake or something
nearby. I had been able to smell the water when I went out with Damien.
It was early in the day and I was
wearing a black bikini covered by jeans and a tank top. Barefoot as I ran, I
discovered I rather liked the feel of the earth under my bare feet.
Hearing the recoil of the
frightened animals thrilled me. Unlike most humans who seemed to take a
“Who else could he have been
talking about?” I grimaced at hearing the name aloud. “The Descendant mentioned
a woman called Kayla in the area. Nekayla can easily come across as human when
she needs to. She certainly has the power. Then Liahm said her name. Who
else if not the sisters would go to such extent?”
“Just seems they would be more
efficient. Things have been a touch messy thus far. Have they not?” Phoenix’s
voice was emotionless as ever.
“They don’t like to get their hands
dirty. We all know that… It’s possible they simply underestimated the situation.
Or overestimated their crew,” Jezabell rose to my defense but it only sparked
my anger more.
“Now Anna is a situation?” Jezabell
glowered at me but no one spoke of Lianna or Nekayla directly again.
Hendrick snarled low. “Dead blood
up ahead.” If I could smell blood like a shark, what the hell was Hendrick?
Another minute we could all smell it, too.
Human blood. Potent human blood and
lots of it. Dragons were such messy creatures. The smell made my head spin
feverishly.
Breathing in deeply, I closed my
eyes. The last I had tasted fresh human blood was from Anna. It had been
amazing even if it had done a number on me. I didn’t consider her poisonous.
Lianna was more like a really powerful drug. An addicting, albeit dangerous one
at that.
Strangely, since she’d turned, her
blood had become even more intoxicating. And incredibly powerful. Drinking from
her had completely cured me from the effects of the bloodstone, the venom, and
whatever had happened to me from drinking from her before turning.
“Yes, we’re almost there now… If
the Dragon was at fault for these deaths then we’ll know. They always leave a
trail and this one is injured. With any luck we will be on him before sundown,
and this will be over quickly,” Jezabell spoke as she floored it up the steep
path of the mountain. She thought it that simple. Hunt the dragon down and kill
it.
The White Mountain national forest
had been reported in papers across the east coast to have fallen victim to a
slew of vicious bear attacks in the area. However, what the humans called a
bear was actually something far more deadly.
The Dragon that had escaped the
night Lianna died was feeding. He was wounded, and ill from Lianna’s blood. He
would have to feed a lot to recover. Dragons, even Crossbreeds do not just
drink blood. They eat their prey alive.
When creatures of the night fall
ill, we feed. And Dragons feed more than most. Unfortunately, word of the bear
attacks had persuaded human hunters to flood the area in search of the vicious
bear. This apparently had ended in a lot more death for the human race.
Jezabell was still driving but the
Hummer wasn’t fast enough to placate neither Hendrick nor I. We both pushed our
doors open simultaneously, (back hatch for Hendrick) barely avoiding the trees
as we jumped from the vehicle and took off running on foot.
The Hummer screeched to a stop in
the mud dead in the center of the trail. “Phoenix go!” Without responding, he
was gone.
As the door closed, I turned to
head up the stairs to change and pull my hair down. He’d have to rip the dress
off another day. I’d wear it again if for no other reason. What I had in mind
for the day required much less attire. Finding an entire rack of bathing suits
made me nearly giddy but there were only a few I would ever be caught dead
wearing.
Get it? Caught dead.
Summer was halfway over and I hadn’t
been swimming once. Despite my lifelong pale skin, I loved the water.
There was a lake or something
nearby. I had been able to smell the water when I went out with Damien.
It was early in the day and I was
wearing a black bikini covered by jeans and a tank top. Barefoot as I ran, I
discovered I rather liked the feel of the earth under my bare feet.
Hearing the recoil of the
frightened animals thrilled me. Unlike most humans who seemed to take a
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