Bewitching the Vampire by Carrie Pulkinen

Author:Carrie Pulkinen
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: vampire, new orleans, paranormal, vampire love, steamy romance, short romance, witch romance, short novella, witch love

CHAPTER FOUR

Branan paced the receiving room of his eighteenth-century Garden District mansion. The hardwood floor creaked under his black leather boots with each step. He drew back the heavy green curtain covering the window and gazed out toward the cemetery across the street.

Rows of massive stone and stucco tombs jutted from the ground, giving the graveyard a city-like appearance. Enormous oak trees loomed around the border, their branches reaching like skeletal arms, fingers outstretched toward the necropolis.

He should’ve been in a tomb five hundred years ago.

He’d gladly take death over the pain ripping through his chest now. But he’d made his decision. To deny destiny was a risk he’d chosen to take. Cassie had moved on, and witches couldn’t be trusted. Especially not with his heart.

So, why had he granted an audience to this witch? Perhaps it was the desperation in her voice when she’d called. Maybe he was intrigued at the mystery of what her request might be. She didn’t say much on the phone, just that it was a life or death matter.

His love for Cassie had softened him. After five hundred years, he could let go of his grudge against witches, couldn’t he? After all, this wasn’t the witch who’d betrayed him. No, she was already dead when he’d arrived to kill her. But he’d taken the blame.

That was the point his reputation of being a hard-assed vampire, hell bent on retribution and order, had solidified. But he wasn’t a cold-blooded killer. A control freak, maybe. He did like to keep his realm in order. Though, deep down, he knew he didn’t have nearly as much control over his lands as he should.

Chaos reigned now that the humans had decided to take it upon themselves to rid the world of magic. Most of the supernatural beings had gone into hiding long ago, so he wasn’t surprised to receive a call from a witch he never knew existed. Just like he never knew Cassie existed. And they both would’ve been better off had they never met.

He smiled wryly and let the curtain fall across the window. Humans and magical creatures had coexisted peacefully at one point, not too long ago. But Branan knew, even then, it wouldn’t last. It didn’t take long for the humans to get scared and go on a killing spree. He sighed and resumed his pacing. How long had they been back in hiding? Eighty years? It was hard to keep track of time.

The doorbell chimed, snapping him from his thoughts. He exhaled a curse—at the witch for bothering him or himself for allowing her in—and opened the door. The woman straightened to her full height and bowed her head.

“Lord Sinclair. I’m Jocelyn McClain. I spoke with you earlier?” Though her posture suggested confidence, the crack in her voice revealed the same desperation he’d detected on the phone.

“Of course. Please, come in.” He stepped to the side to allow the woman entrance, but she didn’t move.

“It’s my daughter, sir. She’s in the car. Can

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