KING OF THE UNDERWORLD by V L Peters & L PETERS

Author:V L Peters & L PETERS [Peters, V L & PETERS, L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-11-19T05:00:00+00:00

I come awake with a jolt. Something must have roused me from my sleep, but I don’t know what it could have been. I’m alone in my room and I don’t feel afraid. I glance out the window and see the moon, high and bright in the dark sky. I remember coming back to my room after being unable to locate Lucien, planning to try again in the morning. Now I’m awake and something is screaming at me to get up and get my ass downstairs immediately. I climb out of bed and dress, knowing what my sisters would say if they were here. They would tell me to ignore the urge to go, to stay in my room. I wouldn’t have listened to them.

I follow my intuition through the hallways, and step outside. I have no idea how exactly I got here; I merely walked the way my instincts told me to go. Looking around, I’m surrounded by carnage and mayhem. Men are all around me, some I recognize, some I don’t, but most of them bloodied and broken.

Several of the men are lying on the ground, being tended to. I hear orders ring out left and right, and scan the vast area, looking for Lucien. Finally, I spot him to my left, having a heated discussion with some of his men. I thought I’d seen him angry before, but this is something else. Now isn’t the time to approach him and ask what’s going on, so I turn my eyes to the scene before me.

I look around at the injured, and spotting a trolley filled with bags of medical supplies, I grab one and go over to the man lying closest to me. I can see as I approach him that he’s wary of letting me near him, his brown eyes flashing a warning, but I ignore his reaction and examine him anyway. I spot two deep gashes, one on his left forearm and the other on his right thigh, blood pouring from both. The one on his thigh is of higher concern, so I focus on that one first. The bone is showing through the gaping flesh, and I fight against the bile rising in my throat.

He growls, low in his throat, and I place my hand on his arm, holding up the bag of medical supplies. “Please, I only want to help you,” I assure him. “Just let me clean and stitch your wounds.” It feels like several minutes, but is likely only a few seconds, before he nods his head for me to continue. I give a sigh of relief and pull on a pair of disposable gloves.

Using a pair of scissors from the bag, I cut his pants up to his thigh, revealing the full severity of the injury. It’s worse than I’d thought. I don’t know if I can help heal him without giving myself away. My thoughts race as I begin cleaning the wound. Would I be able to live with myself if I didn’t use my powers to help him? Dozens of Lucien’s men may die without my help.

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