Blood Echo: A Blood Curse Novel (Blood Curse Series Book 11) by Tessa Dawn

Author:Tessa Dawn [Dawn, Tessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781937223410
Publisher: Ghost Pines Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-11-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Gwendolyn had no idea what she was doing…or saying.

It was like some foreign entity, without a functioning frontal lobe, had possessed her, and she no longer had access to complex thinking or reasoning: From the moment Fabian had called out to her, to the way she had wrestled the huge, imposing tracker and the powerful Master Healer for her freedom—each male’s hands becoming like useless smoke and fog, slipping right off her, passing right through her—to the absurd, idiotic, what-the-actual-hell warning she had just given Fabian, Gwen was behaving irrationally.

Somehow, Fabian had managed to punch through the holding-cell wall, to open the supposed impenetrable barrier of stone, mortar, and diamonds with psychic power alone, and when he had called to Gwen—Come to me, now! Follow my voice—his command had been irrefusable.

But it was more than that…

More than just a compelling demand…

Gwen had felt the ancient wizard’s desperation and need; she had heard the frantic beating of his heart in the swirling tunnel walls; and the tug on her own heart, the pressure on her chest, had felt like a fifty-pound barbell about to crush her sternum.

She didn’t care for Fabian—

Did she?

And she certainly did not want to return to the wild as his captive human flunky!

But at the same time, she was certain that her physical, mortal heart would break into a thousand pieces if she didn’t find her way back into his keeping, such as it was, back into his arms—back into his possession—before Napolean’s sentinels could capture or harm him.

And that was why she had warned the vampire: Wizard, look out! Behind you!

Now, as she reached for Fabian’s outstretched hand, leaped out of the swirling tunnel, and tried to insert her body between the ancient wizard and the sentinels, she felt an equally powerful force slam into her: A stunning male, with onyx eyes and silver slashes throughout the irises, waved his hand in a regal, authoritative gesture, and Gwen’s palm slipped out of Fabian’s. She flew backward through the air, as if she were virtually weightless, and landed in another vampire’s embrace.

He closed his arms around her shoulders like a vise, and she began to struggle in earnest. “Let me go!” She stomped at his feet. “No. No! Fabian!” She twisted and turned. She raked her nails across his flesh. She tried to kick backward at his groin, to no avail, and then she bit him, sinking her teeth deep into his forearm.

She had to get to Fabian.

She had to get to Fabian!

“Gwen, be still. Stop fighting.”

She knew that voice—it was Nachari Silivasi…

Yet and still, she could never stop resisting.

She. Had. To. Get. To. Fabian!

And then Nachari did something as shocking as it was unexpected: He fisted her hair in his large left hand, bent her head to the side, and bit her, sinking what had to be his incisors, based on their sharp, frontal position, deep into her jugular.

She cried out in pain as a momentary burn, like the sting of a scorpion or the

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