Ashes to Ashes (Barbie the Vampire Hunter Book 3) by Lucinda Dark

Author:Lucinda Dark [Dark, Lucinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-17T06:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Four

Torin

“Shit.” The curse slipped out, a strange taste on my tongue. But I didn’t have time to dwell on the oddity of it. The main estate was lit up like a Christmas tree, the front windows aglow with a golden hue. I drove straight up to the front door, around the fountain and cut the engine before getting out.

I stormed up the front steps, reaching the door before the man on the inside had the chance to open it for me. I pushed through, ignoring the servant as he bowed and slammed it behind me before taking a hard turn towards the living room. I needn’t have searched far. She wasn’t hiding.

Lounging on the couch with a glass of blood glittering through the crystal wine glass she held in one hand sat Katalin. Her long auburn hair—shimmering in rich tones of red, blonde, and brown—was curled over both of her shoulders as she slowly turned and met my gaze. “I was wondering when you’d show your face,” she said. There was no bite, no bitterness in her tone. No. That was all reserved for me.

I descended the two steps it took to enter the room and growled her way. “You told him,” I accused. There was only one way Arrius had known about Barbie and that was because of this woman right here.

“You were warned,” she replied as if that was explanation enough. As if that would make me understand why she did what she had.

“You betrayed me,” I hissed. My fangs punched through my gums, nicking my tongue and filling my mouth with the taste of my own blood. I knew, by the burn of rage in my chest, that my eyes were bleeding into a vampiric state.

“Torin, you should know better than that. What I did was not a betrayal. It was for your own good, but regardless of that, it didn’t work, did it? The girl still lives.” Katalin lifted her glass to her lips, taking a long drink before she stood up and moved in front of me. A dangerous position to be sure. Yet she moved as gracefully as she always had, slow, unhurried. As if she had nothing to fear. As if I wasn’t even a threat.

As soon as she was close enough, I snatched the glass from her grip and threw it. It collided with the wall, the glass fragments raining down in a shower of blood and crystal. Not by the batting of an eyelash did she react. Stone cold. Ice woman. That’s what she was. She was as impenetrable as a statue, likely with the same ability to host emotions.

“You are balanced on a precarious edge, little brother—”

“Don’t call me that,” I snapped. “You’re no sister of mine.”

She didn’t blink. “You’re right,” she said. “I’m not your sister. The only reason people refer to me as such is because of my looks. I don’t look old enough to be your mother—though I raised you as if you were my own child. If this is the culmination of my efforts, perhaps more children like you will not be in my future.

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