Falling to Pieces by L. T. Kelly

Author:L. T. Kelly
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 1490952012
Published: 2013-07-25T14:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

I squeezed my eyes closed. My shoulders lifted at the sound of Marc’s fists pummelling the trunk.

“His family will kill you. You know that don’t you?” I glared into the blond man’s eyes.

I drew in a deep breath as the sounds coming from the trunk stopped. I guessed he’d either passed out again or decided his protests were useless and that he needed to preserve his strength for whatever was coming next.

The man’s tinkling laughter filled the limo. “The relationship between werewolves and vampires is, mmm—” he placed a finger against his lips and gazed at the upholstered ceiling for a moment before concluding his sentence, “—difficult.”

“Well, things aren’t difficult between Marc and I, so how about you just let us go?”

His laughter tinkled again and I bunched my shoulders up to ears. He had begun to grate on my nerves with his laughter at my non-comical comments.

He raised his icy long fingers to my face and clutched my chin. He leaned in closer to me so that his face hovered a couple of inches from mine.

Victoria flinched beside me.

He gazed into my eyes, his cherry coloured lips parted as his emerald green eyes flickered between my mouth and eyes.

Victoria’s sudden hiss led me to believe this man must be her maker, Bartholomew. I stifled a little smile realising how her maker’s evident attraction to me made her temper bubble.

“There are things about Marc Romano that would make your seemingly successful union shatter in an instant,” he whispered. I thought he was going to try to kiss me but he released my chin and turned to stare out of the window to indicate the conversation was over.

‘What the fuck does that mean?’

I opened my mouth to speak my thought as the car stopped. I turned to peer out of the window on Victoria’s side of the car. She glared at me hatefully, her eyes bulging. I winked at her and allowed my mouth to quirk at one corner. Before I could blink her fingers were wrapped around my throat.

Bartholomew reached out and plucked her off me slamming her into the door. His expression remained smooth, as though he’d just picked a piece of lint off my jacket.

“She getting on your nerves, too?” I asked, cocking my head towards the snarling figure pressed against the leather interior of the door.

“Quite, my dear,” he replied giving me a curt nod, a smirk plastered across his sculpted mouth.

This seemed like the time to play along. Dear old Barty had obviously taken quite a shine to me and I wasn’t in the position not to take advantage of that.

He grasped my hand with affection. “We’re here. Come.”

He led me out on to the parking lot. Six other high-end model cars were grouped close to the limo. We were on some sort of industrial estate. Huge metal buildings surrounded the concrete we were standing on, weeds fought to show themselves through the cracks.

“Are you Bartholomew?” I glanced up at him as we walked towards a building in the far corner trying to keep my voice cheery and casual.

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