Blood Crow (The Crow Sisters Book 1) by V. Domino

Author:V. Domino [Domino, V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-30T05:00:00+00:00

Having my sister's name on her lips should be heartwarming. Her question should be seen as genuine curiosity and shows that she truly wants to know me... but I'm not a normal person and my sister's name on her lips sets something off inside me.

I drop the bag off my shoulder and grab her by the nape of her neck, intending to shove her chest to the nearest tree but Ronny is no weak little hummingbird.

Before I can do as I planned, she uses my hold on her as she runs up the base of the tree before kicking off and backflipping over my hand.

She lands against the trunk of the tree across the path with her feet bracing her weight and her hands gripping it behind her back. She lets out a feral hiss followed by a low groan like the fucking exorcist. Her eyes are fully black but along with the anger in her eyes there's... hurt?

"Don't speak her name!" I yell instead of allowing her to worm her way into my little bitch of a heart.

Ronny stares at me, completely still like a creepy gargoyle guarding a castle. She looks frozen as if time suddenly stopped but when I move backwards, keeping my eyes on her at all times, her head moves slowly, tracking my movements.

I lean over and pick up the bag and walk past her as she continues to perch on the tree but her sad voice creates a series of cracks in my armor and her words stab at my heart.

"I'm not William Crow, Drug but you certainly are Merelda's grandson. Let's find this fucking talisman and be rid of each other."

I ignore her, trying to act as if her words didn't beat the shit out of me. Didn't we tell Draven the same shit? Yet here I am, acting like the same barbarian. Asshole!

I'm about to turn back and apologize like a man but I hear the flap of her wings before she flies over my head. It would be well deserved if her crow took a shit on my head but she doesn't. She's a classy bird.

We walk for hours but my mind doesn't seem to notice the time passing until the temperature drops. Memories flood my mind even as I look for a place to stop.

Why am I hot then cold? Granted, I've never once had any type of connection with anyone and throughout my three hundred years of existence, I've accepted that it wasn't in the cards for me to find a mate. It's been okay with me for centuries. Now that I've found her... I don't know what the fuck I'm doing and I'm blowing it.

My heart, body and mind are on different pages. Every emotion and reaction is on opposing ends of the spectrum in my being. Every one of my embers, the coals of my soul, burn for her, beg for her. My body reacts to her as if it’s known her since the beginning of life but my mind hasn't quite caught up.

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