Secrets in the Shadows by Jenna Black

Author:Jenna Black [Black, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates
Published: 2012-01-24T06:00:00+00:00

CAMILLE LET THE GIRL’S body drop heavily to the floor. Drake tried not to wince. This death would gnaw at him more than all his own kills combined. That there had been nothing he could do to prevent it didn’t ease the sting.

Her fawning mortal henchmen removed the body from the room while Camille licked the last drops of the girl’s blood from her lips. She flashed Drake an evil, self-satisfied smile, then crossed the room and picked up a small evening bag that lay on a side table. He felt a renewed urge to kill her when she plucked a lipstick and a compact from that purse and proceeded to fix her makeup.

“I’ll give you another three days,” she said, still gazing raptly at her own reflection. Her lips glistened red, her lipstick the color of fresh blood. Drake doubted that was a coincidence. “Anyone who’s still here on the fourth day is fair game.” She flashed another of her unpleasant smiles. “Of course, under the circumstances, I cannot guarantee that Gabriel will give you the same three days. I’ll do what I can to reel him in, but …” She shrugged as if it hardly mattered.

Though he knew that a wise man would keep his mouth shut, Drake couldn’t resist his sudden desire to hurt her right back. “You’ll never reel Gabriel in, not all the way. He’s tasted rebellion, and he likes it.”

An expression he might almost have labeled as worry flickered over Camille’s face, then was gone. “My son is not a fool. He will come to his senses. The quicker you and your friends get out of Baltimore, the sooner things will return to normal.” She sounded like she was trying to convince herself.

Drake wasn’t proud of the malicious pleasure he felt at seeing her uncertainty. “Does he know that you’ll kill him if he doesn’t toe the line? Or does he think that as your son he’s immune?”

She dropped her lipstick and compact back into her evening bag, then tossed the bag aside. Before he even had a chance to blink, she was behind him. Her hand tangled in his hair, pulling his head sharply to the side, leaving his neck exposed. He tried to twist out of her grip, but glamour held him completely immobilized. Her breath was warm and moist against the skin of his neck. He smelled the poor mortal girl’s blood and hated the hint of hunger the scent evoked.

“I promised Eli not to kill you,” Camille said. Her tongue flicked out to taste the skin of his throat, and he felt the prick of her fangs. “I didn’t promise him I wouldn’t hurt you.”

A chill passed down Drake’s spine as he stood statue-still. She certainly couldn’t kill him by biting him, and there were far worse pains she could inflict. But some ancient instinct greatly disliked the sensation of her fangs against his throat.

She nipped lightly, fangs breaking the skin. He smelled his own blood in the air before he felt the trickle crawl down his neck.

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