Captive of the Vampire King (Blood Fire Saga Book 2) by Bella Klaus

Author:Bella Klaus [Klaus, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Everything happened so quickly I had to blink several times to process that the voice filling the courtyard belonged to Valentine. A shockwave of power shot from straight above, making my insides ripple. If it hadn’t been for the man holding me hostage, I would have collapsed onto the ground.

“Kneel!” Valentine injected so much command in his voice that the man holding me disappeared from my back, leaving me exposed.

Even Lazarus and Constantine dropped to their knees. As I turned in a circle, looking for Valentine, another burst of power sent me toppling to one side. Before I could fall to the ground, strong arms wrapped around my back and beneath my legs and cradled me to a warm, hard chest. I stared up into Valentine’s furious red eyes.

Every muscle in my body trembled. I wasn’t sure if it was from relief or anticipation of a punishment for having escaped. My heart pounded loud enough to drown out the sounds of the traffic. There wasn’t a trace of warmth or amusement in those glowing eyes. Valentine stared down at me with the righteous fury of a man who had just retrieved a stolen possession. Anxiety rippled down my spine, and I licked my dry lips, wondering if I was about to be transported into an even more terrifying situation.

The vampire holding me wasn’t the man I loved. That vampire had died, leaving behind a warm husk that had imprisoned a dozen men. The vampire whose gaze seemed to penetrate my soul was a killer.

Someone moved at the far end of the courtyard, disturbing one of the large trash cans. Valentine’s gaze left mine, and he glowered at a man in black trying to escape. A familiar cold wind swept past us, lifting the man into the air before slamming him hard into the paving stones. I tore my gaze from the sight, hoping that the fallen man was a vampire or belonged to a supernatural race that benefitted from fast healing.

Burned debris lay among the kneeling vampires from where our attackers had flung trash into Jonathan’s sphere of black fire, but the man wasn’t anywhere in sight.

Instead, about a dozen vampires knelt with their heads bowed, visibly trembling and not daring to look at Valentine. I placed a hand on his chest, wondering if they were afraid he might start turning them into preternaturals, just as his brother had when under the influence of Kresnik.

“Hemera Griffin belongs to me,” he roared. “She is under my protection. Is. That. Understood?”

I trembled at the force of his words as every vampire, including the younger brothers who had wanted to destroy his body, nodded.

Fire crackled above the muffled sound of the traffic, and black flames looped around us. Jonathan raced through the kneeling vampires with a war cry. Behind him, a quartet of men wielding orange flames charged. Valentine raised a hand and blasted all five men through the courtyard with his wind, also knocking back some of the kneeling vampires.

Then, without a word, he launched us into the air.

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