Survive the Cursed (These Cursed Origins Book 1) by Ashton Abbott

Author:Ashton Abbott [Abbott, Ashton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-03-08T16:00:00+00:00

Mom is asleep when I get home.

I stand in the open doorway of her bedroom, holding the gauze to my neck and biting back a sob. I listen to her deep, even breaths and will myself to match them so I don’t hyperventilate. I want to wake her, to fall into her lap like I did when I was little and let her take all the sadness away.

But I don’t.

I can’t bear the thought of her turning away from me like my father did.

I quietly pack a bag and head to the barracks. I stop at one of the communal restrooms and splash water on my blotchy face, then muster up the courage to look at my neck. I bite my lower lip and peel back the gauze, wincing as the dried blood pulls away from my skin.

What the fuck?

I jerk closer to the mirror, trying to get a better look and keep my eyes from continuing their trick on me. My forehead slams into the mirror in my haste, smacking my teeth together and nearly taking a corner of my tongue off.

“Damn it!” I whisper-shout, still mindful not to wake anyone in my pain filled haze.

I rub the tender spot on my forehead, honing in on the source of my confusion.

My neck is almost completely healed.

Two faint pink marks have replaced the deep puncture wounds that were there less than an hour ago.

How is this possible?

His fangs had sunk into my neck, going through the muscle, and yet the wounds have completely sealed over and look to be just a faint scar from an old injury.

Another breakthrough for our research.

I lightly scrub over the tiny scars, startling when there’s no pain at my touch.

My mind is on the cusp of short-circuiting.

I can’t think about this anymore. It’s self preservation. My nerves are too raw and too much shit has hit the fan for me to marvel over my sudden enhanced healing.

I walk into the main room of the barracks and find an empty bed towards the middle of the large room. I push my bag under the bed and climb in, taking awhile to get comfortable since these sheets are nowhere near as soft as mine at home.

Tears fall down the sides of my face as I lay on my back and stare up at the bunk above me.

Why do I feel so ashamed?

I only did what I had to do.

Sure, it was my fault that psycho, John, had been armed. But I’d made it right. I saved my father’s life tonight.

So why can’t he look at me?

Why is he so angry?

And Nate. He treated me like he was disgusted.

Like I am dirty.

This is our first documented incident where a vampire fed from someone and they lived to tell the tale. Shouldn’t everyone be buzzing with the thrill of new information? Or maybe the fact that my dad isn’t dead?

All anyone can seem to focus on is what I willingly did to save him.

And Mattias.

He had me at his mercy tonight and he didn’t drain me dry.

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