Falling Blind (SW 7) by Butcher Shannon K

Author:Butcher, Shannon K. [Butcher, Shannon K.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780451239723
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2013-04-02T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Rory woke on a bubble of rage. It surged inside her, thrashing against her ribs as if seeking to bust out. A ferocious scream erupted from her lips, only to be silenced by thick, hot fingers.

“Shh. You’re okay now.” A low, rumbling voice that stroked over her like sun-warmed silk.

Cain.

She wasn’t okay. She’d wanted to kill, to feel blood run between her fingers and dig her teeth into flesh and bone.

So fucking disgusting.

Rory forced her heavy eyelids open and saw that she was in her own bed. The familiar sight eased some of the lingering ick and fear, but not nearly as much as seeing Cain sitting on her bed, close enough to touch.

The image of her pale face smeared with super-whore eye makeup and tangled pink hair popped into her head. Superimposed on that was the sight of long, beautiful male fingers texting from a phone. The vision was so strong, she knew someone had to be nearby.

She didn’t even try to stop herself from touching Cain. She simply reached out and grabbed his hand, letting the warm frisson of pleasure he gave her wriggle through her arm and into her chest. Her quickened breathing slowed, and her rapid heartbeat began to seek out the pace of his, mirroring the slow, steady rhythm.

The visions disappeared, leaving her in relative peace.

“How do you feel?”

She swallowed to ease her dry throat. “Better. Less homicidal maniac-y.”

He offered her a steaming cup of coffee. “Good. I brought you food.”

She took the coffee, but refused to let go of his hand. He didn’t seem to mind too much. Or maybe he was just being nice.

Her neediness grated on her raw nerves, but she still felt weak and brittle from whatever it was that had happened to her earlier.

She took a sip, letting the hot liquid ease her dry throat. “Care to tell me how I got here?”

“What do you remember?” he asked.

“Wanting to kill you.”

He cringed openly.

Nothing like a dose of blunt truth to drive a man away. “If it’s any consolation, I pretty much wanted to kill everyone. I’m an equal opportunity lunatic.”

“You’re not a lunatic. The demon that took your blood was using it against you, controlling you. Those feelings were his. Not yours.”

“So I’m not a homicidal lunatic, but I let one in my brain? That’s really not a whole lot better.”

“Ronan thinks he can help.”

Thinks? Great.

She ignored her spurt of fear and glanced out the window. A faint bluish light hung over the glass, like a layer of moonlit water. “What’s that?”

“Andra put up a shield to keep the Synestryn away.”

It must have worked, because there was no trace of that fetid rage in her head anymore. “Andra? Isn’t that the woman who can find lost kids?”

“It is.”

Rory sat the coffee down, tossing back the covers. “I need to talk to her.”

Cain’s fingers tightened on hers, stopping her. “She’s already gone.”

Disappointment bore down on her, shoving a sigh of frustration from her lungs. “But I was going to ask her how she does it.

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