Salvation's Kiss (Tales Of Mython Book 1) by Kathryn Jayne

Author:Kathryn Jayne [Jayne, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sanguine - A Next Chapter Imprint
Published: 2020-11-13T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Ashley wiped her brow as she sat in the cafeteria picking at the peppers at the side of her jacket potato. She had really wanted it at the time, but now just the thought of eating caused her stomach to lurch. Blowing her hair from her eyes in an attempt to cool herself down, she shifted again, as a fresh wave of sickly heat enveloped her. She tugged at her cardigan, fighting against its stifling embrace before finally removing it.

“What is that?” Tess exclaimed, grasping Ashley’s arm, her eyes fixed on the raw, swollen mark at the crook of her elbow. She had been doing her best to hide the mark, but the tail-end of her fever had caught her off guard. It was no longer isolated to night-time, but came on throughout the day. She imagined—she hoped—it meant it was finally coming to an end, especially since the tag mark had all but vanished. She looked at the angry-looking mark, rubbing it lightly. After the last letting she’d done for Liam, it was starting to itch.

“Oh, it’s just…” She trailed off, glancing around, looking for the figure she despised. After his last visit, she had a growing suspicion that she had seen him somewhere on campus. Scanning the faces of the lunch crowd, she failed to see him, but when he came to her it felt almost as if he knew her, and while he waited for his latest fix of her blood, the small talk implied he knew more about her than should have been possible. It unnerved her to think he had been watching her so closely. Unable to see him, she leaned closer to Tess, finally hoping to confide in her friend and seek her advice.

“It’s what?” Tess demanded, drawing Jack and Conrad’s attention from their own conversation.

“It’s—”

“Didn’t she tell you?” Will questioned, placing his hands on Ashley’s shoulders. As he approached behind her, she shied from his touch, discomfort welling as, despite her attempt to move away, he let his hands linger on her for a moment longer.

Seeing the mark, Conrad snatched her arm from Tess’s grasp to study the inflammation. His piercing gaze lifted from the wound, demanding answers she couldn’t give.

“She’s been donating. I saw her the other night.” Will moved around the table and shot an apologetic look in her direction before glancing over his shoulder.

“Shit, Ash, we talked about this,” Tess interjected. “If you’re strapped for cash…”

“Yeah, I know, but with having time off from work I needed to make up my shortfall.” The lie spun easily from her tongue, but she knew Conrad wouldn’t buy it. The question was, why had Will jumped in when he did? She glanced down at her arm, covering the wound with her hand in an attempt to prevent her friends from staring. “Look, I’m not proud of it, but it was essential.”

“Yeah, you have to take care of yourself,” Will interjected. He glanced over his shoulder again, an action which unnerved her, causing her gaze to stray in that direction, but she didn’t see anything untoward.

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