La Luxure: Discover Your Blood Lust by CD Hussey

Author:CD Hussey
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: real vampire, vampire romance, romantica, vampire romantica, new orleans, sanguinarian, vampire series
Publisher: CD Hussey
Published: 2011-07-22T07:20:19.045753+00:00

Chapter Twelve

"Shall we?" He offered his elbow and Julia slipped her arm through the opening. The gathered crowd stepped back as he led her from the bar, giving them ample room to ease from the confines of the small courtyard.

She felt a pair of eyes burning into her and caught sight of the midnight-haired vampire Armand had been speaking with upstairs. Standing perfectly still in the shadow of the adjacent building wall, he watched her intently. The expression on his beautiful face wasn't sinister, but it filled her with dread anyway. In fact, the longer she held his iridescent gaze, the more panicked she felt until finally, she forced her head to turn away. Her arm linked through Armand's was the only thing that made her feel safe. She wished there was an easier way to tell the good vampires from the bad besides her panic instinct.

"Julia, do you mind if we take a walk?" Armand wondered once they'd pushed passed the mob that had gathered around the Paddy wagon. "I'm strung a little...tight. A walk usually helps calm me down."

She glanced up at him. The tendons on his neck were like steel cables, and she could actually see the tension working his jaw. "A walk sounds wonderful."

"Have you been to the river yet?"

"No, but I've been meaning to."

"Good." He was silent for a moment, weaving effortlessly through the gaggle of stumbling tourists. It was like he could anticipate their movements before their brains could even summon one electrical impulse. "I'm sorry you had to see that. I try very hard not to let my temper get the best of me."

"I think you were justified. I mean, do you really think Darus killed Eve?"

"I'll let the DNA determine his guilt or innocence, but yes, I do believe he was the last person to see Eve alive."

"How often is a Donor is killed?" The word Donor felt strange as it meekly rolled off her tongue.

"Rarely, but once is too often. It should never happen." Armand glanced at her. "Donating is usually safe," he assured. He must have read the fear and doubt on her face. "There are some inherent dangers, of course. Hitting a major artery, tendon damage, infection...but these are easily avoidable with a little education. Contrary to popular myth, it is virtually impossible to 'drink someone dry'." That was a relief. "A person has to lose about 40% of their blood to die. A small woman like Eve or yourself has about 8 pints of blood. That's a lot of blood to lose, and a lot to consume."

"How much does one usually drink?" Drink felt even weirder coming out of her mouth than Donor had.

"About a shot glass." Julia remembered the skinny guy at Luxure being served a shot glass filled with thick red liquid. She'd originally thought it looked like blood and then laughed at the thought. It appeared her initial impression had been correct after all.

"But there are some that require much more." He caught her gaze and held it captive.

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