A Vampire's Thirst: Alaric by Julia Mills

Author:Julia Mills [Mills, Julia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Speeding into the Recovery Room, Ashlynn had a mere second of relief that the Code Blue was not for Timmy James before the healer in her took over and she raced over to help her colleague, Dr. Roberts, attempt to save his eighty-five-year-old patient, Mrs. Rabinowitz. Everyone on the team, doctors, nurses, techs, fought for nearly two hours to bring the jovial woman back to life, but it was not to be. Heaven gained another angel, one who had been a shining light to all who knew her for the better part of a century.

Walking beside Dr. Roberts, Ashlynn knew there were no words, that her friend only needed to know she was there if he needed her. Unlike what she would’ve done, Roberts didn’t go to the Chapel, he instead went outside to the beautifully landscaped Courtyard and took a seat under the canopy of the limbs of the incredibly old oak tree.

Sitting on the same concrete bench, in the silence of the night, Ashlynn let her eyes slide shut as the cool night air blew the stray hairs off her cheeks and sounds of a quiet metropolis wrapped around her like a soft, fuzzy blanket. She prayed for Mrs. Rabinowitz’s family and the void that losing their matriarch would leave. She once again prayed for Timmy and the James family and for all the hospital staff who had committed themselves to save every life that they possibly could.

Her thoughts drifted as they always did when she’d had little to no sleep. Pictures of her childhood, images of her parents and grandparents, snapshots of laughter and good times with her friends, they all swirled together leading Ash to a place she didn’t recognize. Heather-covered the rolling hills. A soft, cool mist floated just above the lush green moors as the heavenly scent of fresh flowers, and rich earth filled her senses.

Beautiful didn’t begin to describe the vision. Although new, there was something familiar, inviting, welcoming about the place. The sound of horse hooves, something she was familiar with having grown up around all sorts of animals on her uncle’s farm, Ash turned, her heart beating faster the closer the stranger galloped towards her.

Mesmerized by the rider’s sharp features, his dark piercing eyes, and the way his long, dark hair flowed behind him like silken ribbons on the wind, Ashlynn could barely breathe. Smiling, unable to stop the joy at seeing him up close, she stood perfectly still as the man dressed in the blue and gray tartan of the MacAngoran Clan halted his stallion to her left and immediately jumped to the ground.

Closing the distance between them so quickly she hadn’t seen him move, Ashlynn looked into the depths of his eyes, a perfect mix of cobalt blue and ashen charcoal as he wrapped his hands around hers. Shivers ran up her arms and down her spine at his touch. Looking to where their hands were intertwined, she imagined how perfectly his long, nimble fingers, like those of a pianist, would play her body like the most stunning concerto.

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