(eng) Marina Finlayson - Shadows of The Immortal 01 by Stolen Magic

Author:Stolen Magic [Magic, Stolen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

11

*I’m coming with you,* Syl said, sticking to my heels like a shadow as I hurried down the stairs. She hadn’t stayed long in her human form once Holly had left.

“I won’t be long. You could stay here and start packing.”

*It’s all your stuff anyway. Pack your own shit. I’m not hanging around here on my own, wondering if some other old friend is going to turn up and smash me over the head.*

“Is that what he did?” She’d never actually told me how he’d managed to capture her. Now I felt guilty that I hadn’t checked her over a little more carefully—though, in my defence, shifters were fast healers.

The cold night air hit me in the face as we left the building and jogged across the street to the pub. The place was deserted: no cars parked outside, no drinkers loitering on the pavement. It was way past closing time.

*No.* Syl’s mental voice sounded bitter. *Bastard shot me with a tranquiliser dart.*

I frowned down at her as I rattled the door of the pub. Locked. Your garden-variety thug didn’t normally come equipped with tranq guns. That sounded horribly prepared. It was looking more and more likely that Steele had tipped off Anders to our presence. Possibly unintentionally.

I couldn’t quite understand why Steele was off chasing the lion shifter now if they were on the same side, but I was prepared to believe anything of shapers. Most likely, it was just a falling out among thieves. At least it gave us a chance to skip town before Steele came knocking in the morning.

Regardless, it was clear our friend Mason hadn’t come to Berkley’s Bay because he’d heard it was a great place to kick back and take the sea air. Syl had been right. I should never have taken that damn altarpiece.

I hammered on the door. Alberto was probably still in there, and he wouldn’t be asleep at this time. I guess he could be out, doing whatever vampires do in the dark hours before dawn. I’d never enquired as to Alberto’s sustenance, but there’d been no suspicious disappearances since I’d come to town, so I figured he managed without causing too much damage. I didn’t believe those rumours of the captive blood donors in the cellar. That just didn’t jibe with the person I knew. The townspeople seemed to like him well enough, which also made it seem unlikely that he was a murderous, bloodsucking demon. But then, some people would do anything for free beer.

The door creaked open and Alberto’s pale face appeared in the gloom between the outer and inner doors.

“I assume you’re not here for a drink, because I closed hours ago.” He gestured impatiently as I hesitated on the doorstep. “Come in, come in, you’re letting out all the warm air.”

I followed him in. He was cute like that, pretending that warm air meant anything to him. He had such a knack of blending in that I often forgot he was a vampire at all. Until he did something like attacking Mason the other night.

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