Blood Bond: Skin Trade Season Three by Mason Sabre

Author:Mason Sabre [Sabre, Mason]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Wolf Books
Published: 2024-01-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Twenty-One

We hurry our pace through the trees, heading towards the house. Seth moves with hard, purposeful steps, casting wary glances at the slivers of sunlight piercing through the gaps in the tree canopy, where leaves fail to completely shield us.

“I thought you could walk in the sun,” I say, trying to keep up with his brisk pace.

He nods, his voice strained. “The sun is too hot.”

His height and long strides give him an advantage, and I struggle to match his speed. As we move, I see his face. “Seth, you’re bleeding.” Blood oozes from his nose and ears, adding urgency to my steps as I try to catch up with him.

He seems to falter, staggering slightly as if overcome by sudden weakness. He steadies himself against the trunk of a tree, not stopping but visibly struggling to maintain his balance.

Panic sets in. We have to get to the house – and fast. The sun, which seemed so benign to me, is a lethal threat to him. I don’t understand the change, but there is no time to ask.

“Oh, god,” I mutter under my breath, fear and concern for Seth propelling me forward. The urgency to reach the safety of the house becomes paramount. I push myself to move faster, ready to offer whatever support I can to help him make it back before the sun’s rays inflict more harm. “Lean on me,” I urge, sliding up beside him and extending my arm to bear his weight.

Seth, stubborn and independent, shakes his head and pushes off from the tree, attempting to make it on his own. But his strength falters; he drops to one knee and then the other, his hands clutching at the grass. Blood now drips from the corners of his eyes.

“Seth …” My voice is a mix of plea and worry.

In a spur of the moment decision, I take off the thick jacket Killian gave me before I got on the bike. It's not mine, too big for me, but it had offered protection. Now, it's Seth who needs protection. I drape the jacket over his back, creating a barrier between him and the harmful rays of the sun.

“Lean on me,” I say again, more firmly.

This time, Seth accepts my help, taking shelter under the cover of the jacket as we emerge from the trees into the garden area. “Help,” I shout, my voice reaching its peak, a desperate scream for assistance. “Someone help me.”

The others, having followed Seth's earlier orders, have already gone into the house with Tasha. I'm alone out here with Seth, trying to get him to safety.

My heart pounds in my chest as I half-carry, half-drag Seth towards the house, his weight leaning heavily on me. Every step feels urgent, a race against time and the sun's merciless rays.

The front door of the house seems miles away, but I press on, my shouts for help echoing unanswered.

“Anyone.” My voice is a mix of panic and desperation as we approach the house.

Suddenly, the door bursts open.

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