Replica (The Blood Borne Series Book 2) by Shannon Mayer & Denise Grover Swank

Author:Shannon Mayer & Denise Grover Swank [Mayer, Shannon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dark Urban Fantasy Mystery
Publisher: HiJinks Ink Publishing
Published: 2016-04-04T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 21

LEA

I found two silver stakes in the debris, the glimmer of metal beckoning to me through the smoke. I stepped over the pilot’s mangled body. I didn’t think he and his co-pilot made it out. A twinge of remorse cascaded over me, and quickly fled. For those who were looking for us, a couple of bodies would help solidify that the crash might have killed us.

I bent and scooped the two stakes up, tucking one into the top of my boot and tossing the other lightly in my hand, feeling the heat of the metal on my skin. “Rachel. Do you still have your stake?”

Through the smoke, I saw her nod and hold it up.

I flipped the second stake toward her so it buried into the ground at her feet.

“Here’s a backup. Just in case.” I turned back to the wreckage. A beat-up bag lay underneath a section of seats. With a tug, I pulled it out. Singed and battered, it had hooked onto the undercarriage of the seats. Inside the bag were Rachel’s notes, her destroyed laptop and a few other odds and ends. I shook my head.

“Rachel, you aren’t going to believe this.” I held the bag up so she could see it.

“No fucking way!” She ran to me and I handed her the bag. “How is this even possible?”

“It hooked onto the seat.”

A low groan brought my head around. Ivan was in a shit ton of pain—it all but rolled off him in waves. I sucked back the saliva pooling in my mouth at the thought of his wounds.

“Can’t you give him...some blood?” Rachel slung her bag over her shoulder.

“No. I haven’t fed in far too long now. If I give him any, I will be putting myself at risk.”

“Can’t have that, can we?” Antonio quipped. I turned to him, a slow anger building in my veins. Cazador he may be, but he wasn’t really one of us.

My steps took me to him like a magnet drawn to steel. I stopped only when I could feel Antonio’s breath on my face. “I would be able to help Ivan if I could feed.”

He took a step back and pulled a silver stake up. “You could try. I do not think you would like how I taste.”

I grinned. “Well, you can’t be that bad. Rachel seems to like your flavor.”

His jaw dropped and Rachel sucked in a sharp breath. Ivan grunted, and when I glanced his way, laughter sparkled in his eyes. I went to him and helped him stand.

“Come on, wolf.”

He slung an arm across my shoulders and gave me his weight.

It took me a few feet to realize we were the only ones moving. We slowly turned around. Rachel and Antonio seemed to be in some sort of stand-off. I blew out a sigh. We did not have time for this shit. “Rachel, you leading this circus?”

She shook herself and nodded. “Yeah.”

No snappy comeback. Damn, I must have struck a nerve. She got in front of me and Ivan, setting a brutal pace considering I was all but packing two hundred pounds of werewolf.

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