Stakes and Daggers (Vampires of Crescent Cape Book 3) by L. Danvers

Author:L. Danvers [Danvers, L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: L. Danvers
Published: 2019-09-16T04:00:00+00:00

MIGUEL DROPPED US OFF at the shore, leaving us with his number for when we were ready to return to Portugal. He also provided directions for how to find Keo’s house from here.

We thanked him profusely, and Julian offered to tip him, but Miguel refused. Holding up his hand, he said, “King Leopold and Queen Gwendolyn are venomous snakes.” Grief clouded his eyes, and I understood. Miguel was a werewolf like Keo. And here in the Kingdom of the Silver Seas, werewolves were hunted for sport. “The Silverleaf saplings are rare, even here,” he explained. “I’ve never even seen one myself. The Royals have taken so much from me. I’m glad to help you take something they value so much from them.”

Compassion tugged at my heart. There was so much pain in his eyes. How had I not seen it before? Helping us was a risk. If King Leopold and Queen Gwendolyn found out that he was the one who brought us here...

We couldn’t let it be for nothing. We had to find those saplings and bring them back to Crescent Cape.

We said our farewells, and soon, Julian and I were navigating through the strange lands of this mystical kingdom alone. Whereas Crescent Cape left much to be desired, I found everything about this kingdom entrancing.

Following the map Miguel had drawn for us, we weaved our way past the willows that lined the shore and through a forest filled with strange, broad trees—some of the trunks of which had been stripped bare. As we passed by one of the trees, I trailed my fingers along the red trunk, noticing it was softer to the touch than I expected. Scrunching my nose, I asked, “What are these?”

“Cork trees, if I had to guess.”

“What’s a cork tree?”

He stopped short, giving me a mocking look. “Where do you think wine corks come from?”

I scratched my neck. “I don’t know. I never thought about it.”

He snickered.

“What? Between being a blood slave, getting thrown into your crazy competition, running from Princess Bianca AND Xander, I was supposed to be sitting around wondering where corks came from?”

He jokingly rolled his eyes. “Ah, so much to learn. I forget how young you are.”

“I’m sorry I haven’t been around for a million years,” I muttered under my breath.

“It’s more like a thousand. But I’m told I don’t look a day over twenty-seven.” He winked.

“So, you were twenty-seven when you turned?”

He nodded.

“And your siblings?”

“Twenty.”

I shook my head. “That had to be so hard being the first of your kind.”

He shrugged as if it didn’t bother him, but from the look on his face, it clearly did. “I don’t know that we were the first. Just the first in Crescent Cape.”

“You think there could be vampires and werewolves out there that are older than you?” I asked.

He let out a low laugh. “It’s possible. The world’s a big place.”

“So, you didn’t really answer my question.”

“You didn’t really ask one.”

I cocked my head to the side, eyeing him. “Julian, I’m asking you what it was like turning into a supernatural being when you had literally no one to guide you.

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