Court of Nightfall (The Nightfall Chronicles Book 1) by Kinrade Karpov

Author:Kinrade, Karpov [Kinrade, Karpov]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Daring Books
Published: 2014-12-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

A Teutonic Knight

I had just tossed the two e-Glasses aside and ditched the helmet when someone tugged at my arm. I swung around, my heart beating against my chest in loud thumps, ready to fight off whoever was touching me.

"Scarlett, relax, it's just me!" Jax let go of my arm and put his hands up. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, slowing my breath as I relaxed. "Yes, I'm fine. Where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you," I lied.

"Trying to find you. The whole area's been quarantined. Something happened with the Inquisitor and everyone's in a panic. The rebels escaped. We have to get out of here."

"Of course."

He looked me over and frowned. "Why are you wearing an Officer's uniform?"

"There was gunfire everywhere. I didn't want to be mistaken for a rebel so I grabbed this from one of the dead Officers, figuring it would offer me some protection."

"Good thinking. A lot of innocent people lost their lives today." Jax looked more closely at me. "You have blood on your mouth."

I wiped it away quickly. "People were shot around me. Blood sprayed. It was awful." I wanted to feel disgust for what I'd done, but the blood had restored me, and had done more than that, it had given me a dark clue as to what I was becoming.

Jax held up my arm, his mouth a line of concern across his face. "You're bleeding."

As the adrenaline left my body, a dull pain replaced the euphoria. I looked down at my bicep. "I must have scratched it on something. I'm fine." Or I would be soon. I could already feel it healing.

He tugged at my other hand and led me to a vacant building where we sat in a corner and waited for the fighting outside to die down so we could go back to Castle V.

Exhaustion hit me—emotional rather than physical—and I rested my head against the cement wall.

Jax moved closer to me, his face a mask. "Scarlett, are you okay? You look… different."

"Probably just hungry," I said. Though that wasn't true. For the first time since I woke up on the broken and empty crystal box, I didn't feel hungry or physically worn out. I felt powerful, revived, restored.

He dug into his pocket and pulled out a Life Force. "Drink this. It should help."

I didn't want it, didn't need it. The blood had done more to quench my hunger than a hundred Life Force pouches could do, but I drank it to make him happy.

He grazed a finger over my cheek, a half-smile on his handsome face. "You look better. You have color back in your face for the first time since… last night."

"What happened today?" I asked, changing the subject.

His face hardened. "Someone screwed up. I should have been told about this. I never would have chosen today to take you to the city if I'd known."

"Jax, why are you a part of the Orders? How can you support what happened today? The public executions. The beatings.

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