Devereux: The Night Before Kismet by Lynda Hilburn

Author:Lynda Hilburn
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Lynda Hilburn
Published: 2012-05-29T05:00:00+00:00

Date #3

“Wuf—” he huffed as he slammed onto frozen, snow-covered ground.

Scrambling to his feet, he studied the area, preparing himself for the last act in his friends’ miserable play, thankful this would be the final curtain. With their track record, there was no telling what waited for him in this literal and figurative dark night.

Deep snow filled the frigid, desolate landscape, and all around him pine trees and other evergreens were layered with white. He breathed on purpose to watch the air puff like steam from his lips, then folded his arms across his chest and stared up at the blanket of stars, reveling in the beauty of the sky. The cold didn’t bother him — in fact he found it invigorating. He could actually feel the dense silence press against his ears.

I must admit one thing: I have not been bored so far.

He braced his hands around his mouth and called out, “Hello?” half-expecting the word to echo in the stillness.

“Hello.”

That wasn’t an echo.

Startled, Devereux spun toward the speaker, upset that he’d allowed himself to get so caught up in admiring the scenery that he’d missed the arrival of the owner of the feminine voice. What if it had been an enemy? Then, realizing he could hear the heartbeat and smell the blood of the person standing in front of him, he became even more alarmed that the greeting had come from a human woman.

I am definitely not myself. Maybe I am still experiencing some effects of the drug.

“Hello,” he repeated more softly and stared at the beautiful Native mortal. Dressed in only a thin shift, she trembled from the cold. He removed his leather coat, closed the distance between them and wrapped her in the garment. “You are freezing. Why are you outdoors without protection? Where do you live?”

She smiled, her teeth chattering. “I was told you are a god, and I am your sacrifice.” She grabbed his hand and tugged him between two tall trees. “M-m-my lodge is this way.”

What the hell now? Laurence and Elliott have gone too far. Even for them.

He followed, frowning. “I am not a god, and I require no sacrifice. We must warm you, or you will die from exposure.”

They walked quickly to a small shack a short distance from where he’d landed. She opened the door and entered.

He paused in front of the entrance. Detecting no signs of human or vampire brain signatures within, he pushed inside, closing the door behind him.

Animal skins covered the walls and floor of the small room. Flames crackled in the fireplace, and the stuffy air was thick with the smell of wood smoke.

The woman pulled a thick brown skin — bear? — from the pile in the corner, and spread it out along the center of the space. “Please, sit.” She twisted her hands, her breathing quick and shallow.

Fear radiated from her, as much the cause of her trembling as the cold.

Why is she so afraid? He sat, shifting his eyes around the room, looking for the source of her terror.

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