sure you get to enjoy every minute with
me.”
I gazed at him in
horror just as he jabbed me. He left the room, and I fought against
the restraints. Slowly things got fuzzy, until I couldn’t fight
anymore, and my eyes fluttered shut.
Chapter Eight
A loud commotion woke
me up. Before I could comprehend what was going on, the pain hit
me. Every inch of my body hurt, and stiffness like I’d never
experienced made it impossible to lift my head. I gave up trying
once I realized it only made the pain worse.
The sounds around me
grew even louder. A mix of shrieks, breaking glass, and grunts had
me fighting with my eyelids to get them open, but it was no use. I
was too weak.
“Help me get her
untied,” a male voice hissed.
I struggled once again
to open my eyes, but I couldn’t.
“I’m doing it,” another
man replied, “She’s the last one. We’re fine.”
The first voice sighed.
“But she’s lost a lot of blood. The others haven’t.” I felt the
gentle touch of someone sweeping me up into their arms. “We need to
get her help.”
“Then get her to help.
I’ll stay around to take care of things here.” The second voice was
gruff and held none of the concern the first one did.
“If I hadn’t seen that
vampire she’d been with we’d have been too late.”
“But we weren’t. I’ll
see you later.”
I heard a scratchy
sound, and then more shattering of glass.
I needed to see who
held me, so I worked harder to open my eyes as I felt a moment of
weightlessness. I forced my eyes open and closed them again
quickly. I was dreaming. There was no other explanation for how we
were airborne. I’d never dreamed of flying before, but then again
I’d never felt so dizzy and out of it before either.
The next time I opened
my lids I was staring directly into a set of beautiful blue eyes
and we were definitely on the ground. In the moonlight, I took in
the strong features and blond hair of the man who held me. Large,
black wings spanned out behind him. It was him again. “It’s
you.”
“Don’t speak. You can’t
afford to waste any energy.” His words were terse, but not mean.
“But you need to stay awake. I’m afraid if you lose consciousness
again we might not be able to revive you again.”
“Revive me again?”
He still held me
securely against him. “There’s no time to explain, we need to go.
Just relax, we’ll get help soon.” He sounded like he was saying
those words for himself more than me, but I nodded as I hung on to
his neck. The action sent another searing pain through me.
The man winced as
though he were the one who was hurt. He reached out to touch my
face, but he dropped his hand before it could make contact.
“Wait. Where are my
friends?”
“They’re safe and on
their way back to New Orleans. I promise.”
I nodded. I had no
proof they’d moved my friends, but I had to believe it. Why go
through such effort to save me just to leave the others?
“I’m going to shift you
slightly so I can take off.”
“Take off?” I asked
with confusion.
“I’m sorry but it would
take too long to get there any other way.” He moved me so that my
back pressed against his chest, and he wrapped his arms around my
waist. “We’ll be there soon.”
With that he took a few
steps forward and then my feet left the ground. We were flying, and
I was definitely awake. I’d have added wild hallucinations to the
list of weekend craziness, only this couldn’t have been one—it was
just too real. We moved higher up in the sky.
I looked down at the
ground in time to see a big glowing area of red and orange with
rising smoke. They’d burned the old house down.
My eyes closed, but I
opened them long enough to make sure I hadn’t been imagining it. We
were flying. I tried to look around me, but I couldn’t. I was far
too weak. My eyes closed again, and I settled back against his firm
chest.
***
“You have to help her.”
My hero’s voice woke me up. He was holding me in his arms,
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