Quentin Heart, Vampire Bounty Hunter by Kell Amber

Author:Kell Amber [Amber, Kell]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
ISBN: 978-1-311-09104-8
Publisher: Smashwords
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Quentin woke up the next morning surprised to be alone. He’d almost expected to wake up in Jaks’s house or in his arms. The vampire had been annoyed at Quentin when he left.

The wolves were still sleeping when he tiptoed out of the house. Two men waited at the bottom of his steps. Quentin’s magic flared, swirling around to identify them.

Vampires.

“Can I help you, gentlemen?” He kept his voice calm and cool, not betraying his dismay.

The vampire on the right had hair like moonlight and skin almost as pale. The one on the left had reddish-brown hair and a caramel complexion.

“I’m Vele and this is Parson. We’re your escorts this morning,” the pale vampire said.

“I don’t need anyone following me around.”

Vele tilted his sunglasses down his nose to pin Quentin with a blue-eyed glare. “Master Jakinson said we watch you, so we watch you.”

“You can’t go into my lab. Tell Jaks that’s where I went.” Quentin focused on his lab.

He was jolted out of his concentration by a hand on his arm.

“Not so fast,” Parson grabbed Quentin’s arm.

A snap, and a bracelet circled his right wrist.

“What’s this?” Quentin tapped the bracelet with his finger.

“We’re clipping your wings,” Parson said.

“I don’t think so.” Quentin wrapped his left hand around the bracelet and pushed. His left hand glowed red and began to melt the metal. Once he’d weakened the bracelet, he snapped it off and tossed it away. He looked back up to see the vampires staring at him. “I didn’t just come into my power. I’m not going to be contained by a minor trap spell. Like I said, I’ll be in my lab.”

Shaking with anger, Quentin teleported outside the lab, only to be stopped by the dean.

“There you are, Mr. Heart.”

Quentin winced. The gods were plotting against him. “Hello, Dean Mearson.”

The dean’s wide smile relieved some of his fears. “I want you to know you received impressive reviews on that seminar you taught yesterday. The students were thrilled with your techniques. Thank you for taking that on for me.”

“You’re welcome.” Quentin glanced around but didn’t see anyone willing to help him distract the dean. How did he always end up alone with her?

The dean ran her hand along her purse strap, a motion that struck fear into Quentin’s heart. She only did that when she was getting ready to ask for something. “When are you going to be ready to defend your dissertation?”

“I’m wrapping up my final analysis on spell balls. I hope to be finished by next month after testing.” He didn’t dare relax quite yet.

“Good. I want you prepared to be an assistant professor next year. I’m giving you the first-year spell-construction class.” She nodded, and her ponytail bounced as she spoke emphatically. “I think it aligns nicely with your skills. What do you think?”

“Really?” As much as Quentin would rather stick to pure research, he liked the idea of an assistant professorship. “I’m flattered, Dean Mearson.”

“Don’t disappoint me, Mr. Heart. I’m counting on you to be a bright light in the department and bring in fresh ideas.

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