Hot Vampire Next Door: Season Five (Midnight Harbor Book 5) by Nikki St. Crowe

Author:Nikki St. Crowe [Crowe, Nikki St.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blackwell House LLC
Published: 2024-07-25T00:00:00+00:00

Episode Eighty-Nine

SHATTERED

I pace the front room of my house, hands balled into fists.

Every now and then, frost spiderwebs across the living room windows and I have to stop and take in several deep breaths so the power doesn’t get away from me.

“It’s going to be all right, Jessie,” Jimmy says, but I know she can’t know that and she’s just trying to keep me from turning the house into an igloo.

“Arion is powerful,” I say and swivel back around once I’ve reached the dining table. “And he’s not on my side.”

“Yet,” she reminds me. She’s leaning against the casing on the front window, arms crossed casually over her chest. She’s wearing a black t-shirt and black leggings that, on anyone else, would look like a yoga outfit. But I know better—those are the clothes of a warrior ready for battle.

“What if he turns on Bran before Bianca can work her magic? Or worse, what if the summer queen ambushes him and⁠—”

Jimmy’s line of sight pivots to the street.

My heart hammers in my ears as I skirt around the couch and join her side.

Bran is standing in the front yard with the Alpha, Keiko, Bianca, and Baspin. And on Bran’s left is a large wolf with watching eyes.

“I smell blood,” Jimmy says and hurries to the front door.

We cross the porch together, but she’s down the steps in a blur of movement and in front of Bran a half second later, examining him with a sweep of her hands.

“It’s not mine, Jim,” Bran tells her.

When I come up behind her, and the light from the streetlights hits him just right, I can see what she was worried about. There’s blood splattered across his face, dribbling down his neck, smeared across his shirt.

“What happened?” I ask.

“Ran into a bit of trouble on our exit,” Baspin answers.

“Bran took care of it,” Bianca fills in.

Jimmy steps back, giving me room. “Are you okay?” I ask him.

There’s still a faint pulsing glow to his irises, but I don’t see any wounds. “I’m fine,” he tells me. “But it’s hard to say how he’ll feel about it all when we make him fae again.” He tips his head at Arion still in wolf form. “Were they friends of yours, fae?”

Arion growls at us.

“How long will the Qua rrel’s command last?” I ask Baspin.

“We have at least a few more hours.”

“Good. Bianca, turn him back?”

“Of course.” She steps forward and whispers two sharp words. There’s a soft WHUMP, then a flash of light.

When the air clears, Arion is crouched in front of me on all fours. He stands to his full height, rolling his shoulders, stretching out his joints. There’s anger etched into the space between his dark brows. “Never do that again,” he warns me.

“We did what we had to do,” I tell him, squaring myself against him. “You never would have come otherwise.”

“Well I’m here. Now what?” He grits his teeth. “I’m still at your command, Your Highness.”

He says the later with enough venom to sting, as if the title is a sham.

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