DeLeina, Maya - Veil of Seduction [Ambrose Heights Vampires 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Maya DeLeina

Author:Maya DeLeina [DeLeina, Maya]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Publisher: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Published: 2012-01-30T19:51:32+00:00

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They rounded the bend, sharing the road with no one.

The moonlight glistened on the vast reservoir. The snow-covered peaks glowed against the backdrop of the darkened sky. Anya had never felt more in sync with anyone like she did with Steffan. She reacted effortlessly in her motions as he had taught her. Although the darkness hampered her ability to see the curvature of the road, she was able to anticipate his every movement, sense his gauge of the street. They rolled through the dense forest as it gave way to a stretch of what appeared to be a tree graveyard, the apparent victims of a devastating fire. Contorted, bare branches extended from the trunks, resembling skeletal fingers reaching for the skies. Deep contrasts of black charring and bleached bark dotted the landscape.

Further into their journey, the terrain altered dramatically. Paved road gave way to gravel. The path was laden with pinkish-red hues. They ascended above the lushness of the tree line, surrounded now by jagged rocks and gravelly earth that looked like the landscape of the moon. The canopy of stars was vibrant, no artificial light sources to dull their brilliancy. Even in the fading night sky, they sparkled like diamonds.

It was a little before 6:00 a.m. when Steffan spotted a perfect area to watch the sunrise. They dismounted the bike and absorbed the splendors of the alpine wonderland.

Anya’s breathing was labored in the altitude.

“Are you feeling okay?” Steffan asked with concern.

“I was afraid of this. I thought living in Ambrose Heights, I would be more acclimated.”

“Altitude sickness?”

Anya nodded as she braced her hands on her knees and bent over slightly. “It will take me a few minutes to adjust.”

Anya tingled with ice-cold perspiration. Her flesh was tender. Her knees felt weak. The pins-and-needles sensation ran up and down her arms and legs.

Reaching into the saddlebag, Steffan unscrewed the lid from a silver thermos.

“Here, drink this slowly.”

Anya reached out for the thermos and sipped the liquid.

“Your wine!” she exclaimed as the exquisite taste rang familiar on her lips. “I thought alcohol wasn’t good for altitude sickness?”

“It’s my blood that you need. It’ll help you adapt.”

Anya took another sip. “I’m feeling better—not so queasy anymore.” Anya shook her free arm and lifted her legs, alternating on each side. “And my legs and arms don’t feel like dead weights either.”

Steffan carried the blankets as they made their way to a special outcropping of rocks that he could clearly distinguish in the darkness. Steffan held on to Anya, guiding her down the unlit path, sheer drop-offs within inches of her footsteps.

Anya clung to the thermos that held her special elixir. “Why would vampire blood help me adapt to the altitude?”

“My blood helped you because the drop in oxygen is actually at the perfect percentage for vampire blood cells. Even suspended in the wine, my blood shifted as we climbed in altitude, providing you with the same healing mechanisms as if it were running through your veins.”

Steffan laid out the small blanket on the flat rock and sat down.

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