Prince of Obsession (Dracula's Bloodline Book 2) by Ana Calin

Author:Ana Calin [Calin, Ana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Carpathians, Dracula, obsessive love, vampires, shifters, Obsession, Dark Prince, dark lovers, dark romance
Publisher: Ana Calin
Published: 2019-01-17T16:00:00+00:00

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WE EMERGE INTO THE orphanage from an old mirror in the restroom. Juliet’s hand squeezes mine as a shudder goes through her. Broken tiles, broken windows, and stained mirrors across from these remind of a time when terrified children brushed their teeth in a disciplined stance, evil-looking educators behind them.

As we head down the deserted hallways with the peeled walls, the energy of the lives orphans used to lead in this place hits Juliet from everywhere. Fuck it. She’s a healer, of course it affects her. She braces herself and bends from her waist as if she just got a terrible stomachache that soon renders her unable to walk. She crouches under the pain.

“The draught brings their whines to me,” she cries. “Jesus Christ! I can feel each and every one of them.”

“But that’s good,” Lazarus says, crouching down beside us and putting a hand on her back. She arches away from it, as if one of those children has taken possession of her, and it’s arching their small body away from the touch of an abusing adult.

Lazarus removes his hand and keeps talking softly. “If you can feel each and every one, then you can certainly feel the Grail.”

“I feel the taste of blood in my mouth.” The words hitch in her throat. She wipes the corner of her mouth as if she has blood there. “A slap, that was a slap.”

She keeps crying and whining. Eventually I scoop her up and take her to a side room, but that does her more harm than good. The room is full of bunk beds, rusty springs rising like weed from putrid mattresses, the bed rails chipped, draught wheezing through.

Juliet moans, her face distorted with pain, and soon her body starts to twist. For the first time in six hundred years, I don’t know what to do. I’m helpless in front of my lover’s pain as she writhes in my arms, clawing to my chest.

“Please, take it away!” She looks at me with the eyes of a begging animal.

“That’s it, we’re aborting,” I tell the others, crazed with fear of irreversible loss. “I’m taking you back.”

“No, wait,” Lazarus protests, putting a hand on my shoulder. I jerk away from it, not because I still dislike him, but because of the urgency.

“I didn’t see this coming, Lazarus, but it’s the most natural thing, I should have known. She’s a healer, all the pain that happened here is attacking her now like a thousand knives. The energy has been soaking these walls for decades, waiting to be cleansed through someone like her.”

“But we can help her channel only on the Grail.”

“All this pain might kill her,” I snarl at him while Juliet arches like a possessed creature. Her eyes roll backwards, but just as Lazarus opens his mouth to say something to her, Isolde pushes him aside, drops to her knees, and takes her sister’s face between her hands.

“Listen to me carefully, Juliet,” she says calmly. Her eyes are fixed on her sister, worried, but focused.

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