Cast in Blood (Morgan Blackstone Vampires Book 1) by Michelle Rabe

Author:Michelle Rabe [Rabe, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-12-28T07:00:00+00:00

13 – NEW ORLEANS – OCTOBER 1, 2009

MORGAN SIGHED AND leaned against the wall at the bottom of the stairs, eyes closed, for a few moments. Her mind was spinning, working through potential pitfalls, and how she could mitigate them. She knew from experience that Hollywood, fiction, and mythology had it all wrong. Just because someone was fed a vampire’s blood didn’t mean they would survive the transformation. She pushed away from the wall, and climbed the stairs, two at a time.

I need to see what I can do about having a casket delivered. Last thing I need is for the kid to lash out and kill himself, or hurt one of us.

Feeling the toll that the events of the night had taken, Morgan went into the kitchen and set the bottle of brew in a warm bath on the stove to warm. Charles had prepared it in advance. I’d be willing to bet a healthy sum that my husband is still keeping Marcus out of trouble. She turned to the cabinet and took out a dark cobalt blue goblet, setting it on the counter. For Nicholas’s sanity I need to keep Christophe and Charles nearby for protection.

When the brew was ready, Morgan poured a measure into the goblet. Letting the heady aroma of wine, herbs and blood fill her senses. That means I need to get in touch with Annabelle, so she can have suitable prey here at sundown. She corked the bottle and put it back in the refrigerator, her eyes catching the small semi–flat bags on the shelf. I am going to have to ask the boyos how on earth they’re getting that blood. She closed the door and turned back to the stove, picking up the pot. I don’t want to think about it, but it looks like a blood bank might be the way to go. Cradling the goblet of warm brew in her hand, Morgan went upstairs and into her office.

An hour later she’d ordered a casket, which would be delivered later that afternoon. Once that was done, she turned her attention to more mundane matters, and began catching up on work–related emails that had gotten out of control while she was out of touch. Soft footfalls approaching the office caught her attention, and, on instinct, Morgan reached for the dagger she’d put on the desk. Every muscle in her body tensed, as she waited, ready to strike if necessary, after a few moments Christophe appeared in the open door.

“We are home, cherie.” There was something wrong about the way he was holding himself, too tense. Morgan was wary.

“Did you have a good night?” she asked, trying to keep the conversation light.

“Yes, and from the look on your pretty face I’d say it was a far sight better than yours.” He pushed away from the door and strolled toward the desk. “What happened?”

“Alexander attacked Nicholas and Eric,” she answered with a sigh, that carried weight with it. “Nicholas is doing much better. Eric not so much.

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