Infiltrated (Daywalker Academy series Book 2) by Maya Daniels

Author:Maya Daniels [Daniels, Maya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-24T16:00:00+00:00

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I can feel my clothing sticking to my skin like I’ve been doused with a bucket of water. The heat is unbearable, causing sweat to trickle under my hair and down my neck. My head is thrashing on a drenched pillow, and I fight my way out of whatever is preventing me from opening my eyes with no avail. Even the magic that has its claws sank deeply in me is quiet. That’s one thing that should worry me, but the frustration of not being able to see where I am and what’s going on is stronger, pushing it aside.

“She’s reacting to it,” A male voice says in frustration as if I’m putting him off by merely being alive.

“I don’t need her to react; I need her to wake up.” Hearing Fenrir stops my thrashing.

“She is not even supposed to be here, so stop acting like all this is my fault,” the male snaps at Fenrir and the heat making me want to peel my skin off so I can cool down doubles.

Where am I? the question screams in my head while I gulp freezing air that passes my throat and settles in my lungs. The heat and cold pummel me inside with such opposing forces that my mouth opens wider on a silent scream.

Not a sound comes out.

“Zoltan will be here any minute. If you value your life, I’d make sure she’s awake by then.” Footsteps move away from me; a moment later, I Fenrir hisses, and the scent of blood spreads around me like moon rays after a cloudy night. My mouth waters as I turn my face towards the smell on instinct alone.

“I’m not sure that will help,” the male drawls.

“It can’t hurt either.”

Fenrir’s voice gets louder as he nears, the bed dipping when he settles his weight on it. A hand pushes under my head, the fingers tangling in the wet strands of my hair when he lifts me up. When a warm glass is pressed to my lips, I part them eagerly, letting the thick blood slide down my parched throat. It’s fresh and compelling, the essence of it confirming it’s the Fae feeding me his own lifeforce after bleeding in a cup.

Drinking it greedily, I can’t help but wonder why the Fae is being so protective of me. Not just after Soren screwed me over by tying my life to what keeps them all what they are. Even before that, Fenrir was circling around like a shark who smelled fresh blood. I’m sure it’s not attraction. It might’ve been at first, way back when he and Zoltan were beating their fists over their chest like gorillas over a bitch in heat. But he accepted that I didn’t see him in that light with grace. So, what makes him hover over me like a mother hen, dealing with my crappy attitude with a trembling hand?

I lose my train of thought when he lifts the glass higher than necessary, filling my mouth with more blood than I can swallow.

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