Crowed (Team Zero Book 1) by Rina Kent

Author:Rina Kent [Kent, Rina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: RK Publishing House
Published: 2019-01-30T16:00:00+00:00

Eloise

Something wet connects with my lips. I stir, trying to move my head, but the licking continues, over and over.

I jolt awake, and Charlotte’s tiny face greets me.

“Bonjour, ma petite.” I croak, propping on my elbows.

My eyes widen as I make out the red neon numbers on the nightstand clock. Four in the afternoon.

Have I slept for... five hours?

That’s a miracle. I rub my face as if to make sure this isn’t a dream. Nope. Definitely a reality.

I was actually sound asleep for five whole hours. A renewed energy courses through me.

My lips pull up in a smile. A bubble of excitement forms at the back of my throat. If I’m not mistaken, this is called... happiness.

I’m happy because I slept like a normal human being.

My smile drops when I realise that the person I had fallen asleep beside is gone. Only an empty bed and his leather scent remain.

I release Charlotte and ease out of the bed. My heart hammers as I tiptoe to the bathroom. Crow was in so much pain that it hurt me to just sit and watch. I doubted it had anything to with his gunshot injury and more to do with the drug.

When I fell asleep, it was with Crow stroking my hair. The seizure subsided and he seemed at peace, which somehow lulled me to the other world.

What if the symptoms returned during my sleep and he’s dying somewhere?

The bathroom is empty.

Where is he?

I’m about to check the balcony when a loud bang startles me. Without thinking, I run barefoot to the source of the sound. My feet slip on the stairs until I almost fall.

My feet halt at the threshold of the reception area. Facing the window, Crow’s half-naked silhouette is bathed in the afternoon light. He’s only in trousers that hang low on his hips. His raven tattoo is half-shadowed, appearing as eerie as the man wearing it.

That’s not what made me stop and stare. Although in part, yes, I can’t stop admiring how beautiful he is. But what caught my eye is the rifle he’s checking, the two guns on the table, and a few knives. They’re all laid out in front of him as if they’re meat and he’s the butcher.

“What’s going on?” I ask, approaching him with hesitant steps.

He doesn’t pay me any attention. His entire focus is on wiping the rifle and looking through the hole on top.

I swallow when I make out his expression. This close, he’s rigid, features stone cold, and movements automatic.

The killer inside him is on full display.

“Pack. One bag. Nothing more.” He places the rifle on the table and moves to a gun – still not looking at me.

I lean against the table to get a better view of his face. “Why?”

“We’re leaving,” he says casually while filling the magazine of his gun.

“This is my house, I’m not going anywhere.” I fold my arms and tap my foot. He’s delusional if he thinks I’d ever leave my family’s home. Especially now that I decided to renovate it.

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