Logan's Acadian Wolves by Grosso Kym

Logan's Acadian Wolves by Grosso Kym

Author:Grosso, Kym [Grosso, Kym]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Vampires
Goodreads: 18457827
Published: 2013-09-15T04:00:00+00:00


Bodies. Six dead bodies to be precise. The stench of death hit as soon as the vampire opened the door. With decomposition well under way, flies swarmed around the maggot-covered bodies.

“Jesus Christ,” Logan cursed. He held his sleeve to his face and swatted the insects away. “These are humans.”

“I’m tellin’ ya. This is some sick shit.” Dimitri coughed for air. The smell was nearly unbearable.

Logan moved closer so he could get a better look at the corpses. “With the way they’re bloating, I’m guessing they’ve been in here for a few days. They all look pretty young…in their twenties. What the hell is this, Devereoux?”

“Dinner,” Léopold commented with disgust. He pulled out a neatly folded handkerchief and put it over his nose. “He’s making new vampires. They’ve little control. Kill easily when feeding.”

“Great. Okay, well I don’t like this. The unlocked door. It’s too quiet,” Logan surmised. “We should get outta here.”

“I believe you are correct, Alpha,” Léopold agreed. No one in his line made vampires without registering them. And his tip about the lab’s location was looking more and more like a trap. Never one to lose his cool, he tried to contain his rage, yet could not resist the urge to descend his fangs.

As Logan was getting ready to pull everyone out of the building, a single red flickering light drew his attention. Alerting the group, he raised his hand and pointed silently to an adjoining room. Stealthily he approached, taking care not to fall through the rotted floorboards. The wide open space was empty save for the carcasses of a few dead rats and a portable table. A black laptop sat atop; its power button pulsed a glowing beat in the darkness. As the others gathered round, Logan swiped his finger across the pad, waking it out of slumber. When the screen appeared, a single message in black and white froze on it: ‘The scientifique is mine. Nowhere is safe.’ Logan’s heart lodged in his throat. Wynter.

As fast as his feet would carry him, he ran toward the exit, screaming Wynter’s name. By the time he’d reached the sidewalk, he caught a glimpse of her face through the car window as the fiery explosion detonated. Logan and the others were shoved to the ground as the shock waves hit. The roar of the blast sent rubber shrapnel flying into the air, raining down onto the street.

A split second later, Logan sprinted toward the wreckage of the SUV, which had been thrown onto its side. Through smoke and debris, he climbed up to the driver’s seat door. The blackened windows obscured his view.

“Wynter!” he screamed into the car. A low moan emanated from inside it.

Logan grunted as he yanked open the door. Gas and dust from the airbag deployment wafted into the air, causing him to cough. He managed to elevate the door fully, exposing the deflated white side curtain bags.

“Hold it open,” he ordered, noticing that Léopold had climbed up onto the hood to help. Léopold took hold of the door and effortlessly ripped it off its hinges, tossing it into the street.



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