Lora Leigh by Manaconda

Author:Manaconda
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

The Knights. Cadan processed the information that Cerise gave him while a somberness he fought to keep buried moved through him. They were more than just Knights really. Several were family members, and despite the name they carried had never been knighted in any way.

The Knights were once the scourge of England, carrying the titles yet betraying the trust placed within them in ways that made Cadan cringe at the thought of the pain they had inflicted.

As he drew in a deep breath and headed back to Bliss’s apartment, he realized that a time he had long feared had finally come. He had danced through the centuries, no responsibilities other than ones he had imposed on himself weighing him down. He had been careful with friendships; he didn’t like losing friends. They aged and died far too quickly. Cadan retained his youth due to the symbiot’s amazing powers and the immortality it afforded him. As long as he kept the being fed, he would enjoy an almost limitless life, as well as powers only dreamed of by others.

Powers that had drawn his father. He rubbed at his chin wearily, grimacing at the thought of Mordan.

Another of those experiences he preferred to pretend didn’t happen and yet he lived the consequences of it daily as he battled the Knights and struggled to find a way to save the symbiots they carried.

His life then hadn’t been free of danger, but Cadan had embraced each day. He lived for knowledge and freedom of his father’s dark life, awaiting the time that he could finally break free of the small tribe he lived within. It was on the dawn of that freedom that he had been brought to the sacred caves.

There, two dozen large pod-like casks had been discovered in the farthest cave. There, his father had convinced him to open the warmest cask, which sat in a place of prominence within the room.

Normally, he would have refused any directive his father gave. But as he touched the cask, relying on his own inner sixth sense, he had felt a peace and yet a cry for freedom that touched his soul. When he released the locks at the side, pure energy and light had swept over him, around him, then infused him with such power and strength he had collapsed against the onslaught.

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Desperate, filled with hunger, the symbiot had fought itself as it tried to comfort Cadan into the transition.

But the hunger had been impossible to deny. Before Cadan could give a care for the other pods he had searched first for blood. Not the evil, tainted blood of the father who watched with calculated greed, but the power of innocent life, lust, passion, laughter. He had gorged on the blood of the villagers, never killing one, but leaving them weak, weary, as he feasted.

Finally, days later he returned to the cavern. Many of the casks had been destroyed, broken open, their symbiots gone. Those that remained were damaged, the life forms inside slowly fading from existence.

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