Bound to Me by Jocelynn Drake

Author:Jocelynn Drake
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2012-02-29T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

“Drink, Mira.”

The command permeated the darkness, but the world swam around me as if my brain was floating in rough seas. Even before I opened my eyes, the scent of blood assailed me. Warm flesh brushed against my lips and I didn’t question. I opened my mouth and sank my fangs in. The blood flowed down my throat in a rush, heating my half-frozen body while pushing back a variety of aches and throbbing pains. I drank until the fog around my thoughts cleared and my brain stopped bobbing in the ocean. At the same time, I slowly became aware of a heartbeat that was growing slower and more sluggish. Whoever was supplying me with my warm meal was dying. With a great deal of reluctance, I released the person only to hear a heavy thud when the body hit the floor.

Running my tongue over my teeth, I drew in a slow breath and opened my eyes while trying to recall memories of what had happened to me just before the darkness overtook my thoughts. Delicate gold fabric hung over me in a canopy while my body sank into the softness of the bed. It didn’t make any sense. How did I get into a bed? The last thing I remembered was being in a park on the edge of the city.

And then my eyes finally fell on an older woman who stood at the end of the bed, a beautiful smile gracing her wrinkled face. I couldn’t remember the last time I had seen her looking so happy. But then, it had been more than a century since I had last looked on Sadira’s face, and I had prayed then that I would never see her again.

“How are you feeling?” she inquired as I stared mutely at her, trying to sort through a menagerie of jumbled thoughts and emotions.

Pushing into a sitting position, I tried to ignore the fact that the room spun slightly. “Fine. Where am I?” There was a crust of blood in my hair as well as a small lump on my skull from where I had either hit a tree or a rock.

Sadira’s smile widened. “Your home.”

“This isn’t my home.”

She paid me no heed as she walked over to the door and opened it. A young nightwalker with blond hair silently stepped into the room. He bent down and tossed the unconscious woman on the floor over his shoulder. I could still faintly hear her heartbeat. She was holding onto life, no thanks to me, but I was beginning to have my doubts as to whether she would survive much longer. I had just taken a large chunk out of their food stores, not to mention recently stopped Sadira’s group from acquiring more food. It was likely that Sadira would have the woman drained rather than wait on her recovery. It was just easier to get someone new to fill in the woman’s place.

“Oh, Mira, my child, this will always be your home. You

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