Dragon Moon by Alan F. Troop

Author:Alan F. Troop
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2010-12-15T05:00:00+00:00

18

“You’re not my papa!” Henri says.

Derek laughs, then says in a voice that sounds eerily like mine, “I’m Peter DelaSangre, son of Don Henri DelaSangre. I live on Blood Key, on the edge of Biscayne Bay, between Wayward Key and the Ragged Keys. I get around on the water in my Grady White — whatever the hell that kind of boat is — and I drive either a Mercedes or a Corvette on land.”

Samantha Blood claps her foreclaws together. “Go on,” she mindspeaks.

“My business, LaMar Associates, is located on the top floor of the Monroe Building, in Coconut Grove. Arturo Gomez and Ian Tindall manage it for me. Arturo’s daughter, Claudia, is currently watching my house. Someone by the name of Rita works as my spy at the office.” Derek beams. “How’s that?”

I groan, realizing now why Derek had been so full of questions about my life. What else did I tell him during our long journey to the valley? But a cloud seems to be filling my mind, blurring my vision. The voices and thoughts around me grow distant and I have to struggle to understand them.

“What are you going to do with Peter?” Chloe says.

“He’ll die in a little while,” Samantha says. “Besides the Death’s Rose in the wedding potion — and the nightshade I gave you both instead of alchemist’s powder — he’s drunk a mugful of dogbane, snakeroot and powdered gumbo limbo sap. I’ve taught you how to mix potions. You know the strength of all that.”

“You can’t let him die. He’s my mate. His child is growing inside me!”

“Chloe, you know better,” Samantha says. “Only the serum of Witch’s Tongue I just gave him is keeping him alive right now. Once it fades, even the antidote I gave you won’t be able to save him.”

Samantha Blood turns from her daughter, motions to Charles. “Pick him up. Make him stand beside Derek. I want to be sure everything matches.”

The big dragon grabs me under my armpits, yanks me upright, holds me alongside Derek. I try to take control of my legs but they could just as well be made from rubber.

“There!” Samantha says, pointing at my crotch, then at Derek’s. “You have it all wrong.”

Derek grabs himself between the legs. “Mum,” he says. “I like my own better than his. Who’s to know anyway?”

“Who knows?” she says. “The way you are, you’ll be using that as soon as you can. You have no way of knowing who he’s been with. For this to work, everyone has to think you’re Peter.”

“Are you done?” Charles asks. Samantha nods and he releases me.

I slump to the floor. Chloe starts to sidle toward me and both of her parents glare at her, say in unison, “STOP!”

Samantha changes into her human form, goes to the table returns with a pad and pencil. She crouches next to me, naked, her breasts swaying with each small movement. “I need phone numbers, Peter, names, addresses.”

“What about the treasure?” Charles says. “Ask him that.”

“You should know that’s not the way Witch’s Tongue works.

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