Forrest Wollinsky: Vampire Hunter [Book 2]: Blood Mists of London by Hilley II Leonard D

Author:Hilley II, Leonard D.
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Nocturnal Trinity Press
Published: 2016-05-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

I knocked at the door.

Jacques peered out and then opened it wide. He reached for me with both hands. “Forrest? What happened?”

Matilda hurried to the door and covered her mouth.

Jacques gripped my elbow and helped me to the side of the bed. I plopped down and the bedsprings creaked. “Who did this? The duke? Did you encounter him?”

I shook my head slightly, immediately regretting it. “No.”

I lowered the cloth from my nose. The bleeding had at least stopped. My pains had not.

“Who did it?”

“Another vampire,” I replied.

“You took a severe beating,” Jacques said.

“I’m quite aware of that.”

He looked disappointed in me. “You need to hit back.”

“He was too fast. There was no blur. I never saw him move.”

“Did you slay him?”

“He’s dead.”

Matilda brought a small pouch with different salves and teas.

Jacques touched my bruised face, which was hot and swelling. “Is he one of the duke’s offspring?”

“No. In fact he offered his assistance to kill the duke.”

“Doesn’t seem you two could work out an agreement?”

“Should we have?” I asked.

Jacques hesitated in replying. “He made a proposal?”

“Not a good one. He’s dead. Those were my terms, so I suppose it worked out.”

Jacques shook his head. “You’re fortunate to be alive, Forrest.”

“I realize that. I refuse to join forces with a vampire even if we have a common enemy. How would you view such a coalition?”

“I agree, but you’re still not experienced enough as a Hunter to try to kill them all. Not by yourself.”

“He was stronger than I credited him to be.”

“The undead cannot be judged by their appearance. Some wield incredible strength even when they have small thin statures. Never underestimate them.”

I nodded.

“Your face is bruised pretty badly. I’d say in the morning you won’t be able to open your eyes. Maybe not even for a few days.”

“Where’s Father?”

“Asleep. I had quite a few choice words for him and his behavior. I’m sorry that you had to find him that way when we got back.”

“It’s not your fault. It’s his own.”

“While that may be, I know he loves you,” Jacques said, softly. He helped me out of the overcoat. I unbuttoned my shirt. “Damn.”

“What?” I asked, looking down but not seeing anything clearly.

He placed his hand against my ribcage. I winced.

“You’re solid muscle, Forrest, which is probably why you survived this fight. Your overall strength is greater than even you acknowledge. Being a Hunter, you have great agility and speed capable of thwarting attacks like you just endured. You’re not invincible, but you could have prevented most of this damage. Don’t think because you’re huge that you are slow. You aren’t. Never hold back or limit yourself.”

He pressed slightly beneath my muscled chest. I grunted.

“You’re bruised deeply, Forrest. A few of your ribs might be broken. He really wanted to hurt you.”

“I believe he succeeded in doing that.”

“What prompted such rage in him?”

“I told you. He was offended that I viewed him as a monster and for not seeing him for something different.”

“Like what?”

“How good he was inside.” My bloody cracked lips formed a crude grin.

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