Lord of the Night by Robin T. Popp

Author:Robin T. Popp [POPP, ROBIN T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC027120
ISBN: 9780446503785
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2007-12-01T05:00:00+00:00

Kacie focused on putting one foot in front of the other, covering as much ground as she could before she passed out. She didn’t know how much farther she could run but she knew what was coming and that helped.

Erik kept pace, running just behind her and even he was breathing hard. They had just reached the edge of the chapel’s front lawn when a new sound caused her to turn around. When she did, she almost stumbled and fell. Michael was so close she could see the grim expression on his face as he raced forward. He was coming so fast, she hardly saw the point in trying to outrun him.

Then she was hit in the side with such force that it knocked the wind out of her. As she lost her balance, her world tilted. Shock kept her paralyzed and yet her body was bouncing. Then she realized that Erik had run into her and slung her over his shoulder as he made a last desperate race for the chapel.

The doors slammed open as Erik barreled inside. He charged straight up to the altar and only then did he stop. With a heaving chest, he set her down.

She stood a little unsteadily and turned to watch the chapel entrance. She wasn’t sure what she expected to happen, but it wasn’t to see Michael and his army of vampires charge in after them. As she stared, openmouthed, Erik stepped in front of her.

“Evening, Michael. Out for a stroll?”

Michael slowed his steps and casually walked forward. “Erik. How long has it been since you went to church? Your sainted mother would die from the shock—if she were still alive.”

“As would yours, I’m sure,” Erik growled.

“Hello, Miss Winslow. How are you this evening?”

“Go to hell,” she muttered.

Michael smiled and tsk’d at her. “Such language in the House of God—really, I’m quite shocked.”

His superficially polite exchange baffled her. “I thought you said he couldn’t come inside,” she muttered to Erik.

“No. I never said he couldn’t come inside. I said he wouldn’t shed blood on sacred ground. Isn’t that right, Michael?”

“True,” Michael agreed as he continued to walk toward them. Behind him, his army of twenty or more vampires filled the pews of the church. She eyed them suspiciously, until Michael brought her attention back to him. “You see, Kacie—it is Kacie, isn’t it? I didn’t recognize you the other night. I apologize. As I was saying—you see, it’s important to have a code by which one lives. Without honor and integrity, we are nothing. Live by honor; die by honor.” He turned his gaze on Erik. “You used to live by the same code.”

“I still do,” Erik said grimly. “Only this time, my definition of honor differs from yours.”

Michael’s eyes grew brighter. “Turn her over to me, Erik,” he said, sounding very grave. “I promise you that her death will be quick and painless.”

Kacie’s breath caught in her throat and she automatically stepped closer to Erik. He stood tall, with his feet apart, and reached behind with one arm to give her a reassuring hug.

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