Hartman House (Hartman House Saga Book 1) by A. L. Wright

Author:A. L. Wright [Wright, A. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Noble Blood Books
Published: 2018-04-27T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Walking away from Rodelle was the hardest thing he had done in a long time, but he needed to attend this meeting. He walked slowly across the back lawns and thought about the hour they had spent together. It was the longest they had spent alone so far since she had come here.

He felt that sometimes he was merely finding excuses to spend time with her. But the real reason was that she was just comfortable to be around. And she never rejected him for what he was. She wanted to help him.

He never really thought he needed help. He was powerful, more so than any vampire in the house besides Alarin. And probably more so than the vampire leader, if it were truly put to the test. He was much older than Alarin.

But Alarin was affected by the spell on Hartman House, where as he was not. He had to hide each time he went out hunting. He had enough control to never kill anyone, to never leave a trail that could lead back to him.

But maybe now he would not need to feed at all. He would have to wait it out a few days and see. It would be a long wait to get to spend time with Rodelle again. Was there anything else he could do to spend time with her in the meantime?

His thoughts were interrupted by Dirk’s yelling, and Dreven realized he had already reached the Elders’ office and was standing just outside of it. Smiling at himself and his wandering thoughts of Rodelle, he opened the door and walked in.

The room became silent as he entered.

“Well do not become silent on my account, the whole House could hear you before I even entered.” Dreven steeled himself, trying to be patient. He just did not care to deal with the leaders’ bickering right now. The peace that Rodelle had brought to him by her presence was threatening to crack already.

“Dreven is right, Dirk. Please do calm your temper. We agree that a rescue is imminent for the village, and your shouting will do more harm than good right now.” Morgain chastised Dirk. The strain on the elder witch’s face showed that the argument had been going on for a while before Dreven showed up.

Dirk threw his hands up in the air and marched to the back of the room to sit on the window seat.

Alarin was in the corner of the room, next to the door of his private office, leaning against the wall. Anyone else would not have spotted him so easily, but having supernatural senses as honed as Dreven’s meant that very little could hide from him.

Nodding at Dreven, Alarin moved away from the wall and walked over to sit in a chair close to Morgain. He waved his hand toward a chair, indicating that Dreven should sit with them.

“I will stand for now, thank you. I have too much energy to sit at the moment.” Dreven said.

Alarin raised an eyebrow at him.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.