Destined for an Early Grave: Night Huntress 4 by Jeaniene Frost

Author:Jeaniene Frost [Grave, Destined For an Early]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Paranormal, Fiction
ISBN: 9780061583216
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2009-07-28T04:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

THERE ARE FIVE STEPS TO THE GRIEVING process, or so they say. Denial is the first. I’d had plenty of that since I left Spade’s.

Then anger, and oh yeah, I was angry. Couldn’t even take a few days to stop and think about things, maybe let the dust settle? Oh no, not you, Bones! Back in the saddle, huh, cowboy?

Then bargaining, perhaps the most pathetic one of all, which kept me busy through the flight to our unknown destination.

Let him come back. I love him so much, and he did love me. Maybe we can still work things out…

Fuck him! my anger said. I always knew Bones would go back to his old tricks. A leopard can’t change his spots, right? Doesn’t have a wife, huh? Who needs you, anyway?

If the vampire next to me was listening to my mental schizophrenia, he gave no indication. Vlad whistled while my emotions played Russian roulette. By the time he announced we’d arrived, I was into a state of full-blown depression.

Or, in other words, step Number Four.

The car stopped, and I heard people approach. None of them had heartbeats.

My car door opened. There was a light tug on my hand. “Keep them closed a moment longer. I’ll lead you inside.”

A minute of careful stepping later, and we stopped.

“You can open your eyes now, Cat.”

I did. We were in a long hall of some sort, very old-looking. High, high ceilings. Gothic in the very definition of the word.

Vlad smiled. “Enter freely and of your own will, isn’t that what I’m supposed to say?”

I flicked my gaze around the hall. “I’m just staying a few days to get my head on straight. ” And staple together my broken heart.

“Stay as long as you wish. After all, you owe me a debt. It might take me more than a few days to collect on it.”

I gave him a tired look. “Don’t bet on it.”

One thing could be said for staying with the uncrowned Prince of Darkness. He didn’t have a lazy, inattentive staff. After I was shown to my room by a vampire named Shrapnel, I asked what kind of plasmaless drinks they had. Shrapnel didn ’t respond by listing them from memory—he brought me the entire beverage contents of the refrigerator. When I told him I would have gone down myself to see it, he stared at me like I was crazy.

Well, he was right on that one.

Vlad had dinner with me each night even though he didn’t eat. He was pretty scarce during the day, tending to his own affairs, I guessed. Not that I knew for sure. I spent most of my time in my room, brooding, my mood swinging wildly from anger at Bones to self-recrimination. Had my relationship been doomed from the start because Bones was incapable of changing his promiscuous ways?

Or would everything have been okay if I just hadn’t left that day with Gregor? I didn’t know, and not knowing festered.

I went to the dining room at nine. Dinner was served late, for obvious reasons.

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