The Chosen 5 by L J Smith

Author:L J Smith [Smith, L J]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-06-30T07:49:30+00:00

". . . and I just felt so totally awful that I didn't get to meet you," Daphne was saying, "and I just wish I knew what happened, because it was just so serio usly weird ..."

She was telling her story, Rashel realized. At least none of the people liste ning seemed openly suspicious.

"I haven't seen you here before," came a voice behind her.

It belonged to a striking girl with dark hair, very pale skin, and eyes like a mber or topaz . . . or a hawk's. Rashel froze, every muscle tensing, trying to keep her face expressionless.

Another vampire.

She was sure of it. The camellia-petal skin, the light in the eyes . . . this must be the girl vampire who'd brought Daphne food in the warehouse.

"No, this is my first time," Rashel said, making her voice light and eager.

"My name's Shelly." It was close enough to her own name that she would turn automatically if anyone said it.

"I'm Lily." The girl said it without warmth, and those hawklike eyes continue d to bore straight into Rashel's.

Rashel had to struggle to stay on her feet.

It's Lily Redfern, she thought, working desperately to keep an idiot smile plastered on her face. I know it is. How many Lily's can there be who'd be working with Quinn?

I've got a Redfern right here in front of me. I've got Hunter Redfern's daught er here.

For an instant she was tempted to simply make a dash for her knife. Killing a celebrity like Lily seemed almost worth giving up the enclave.

But on the other hand, Hunter Redfern was a moderate sort of vampire, with a lot of influence on the Night World Council. He helped keep other vampi res in line. Striking at him through his daughter would just make him mad, and then he might start listening to the Councilors who wanted to slaught er humans in droves.

And Rashel would lose any hope of getting at the heart of the slave trade, w here the real scum were.

I hate politics, Rashel thought. But she was already beaming at Lily, prattli ng for all she was worth. "It was my friend Marnie who told me about this pla ce, and I'm really glad I came because it's even better than I thought, and I

've got this poem I wrote-"

"Really. Well, I'm dying not to hear it," Lily said. Her hawklike eyes had lost interest. Her face was filled with open contempt-she'd dismissed Rashe l as a hopeless fawning idiot. She walked away without glancing back.

Two tests passed. One to go.

"That's what I like about Lily. She's just so absolutely cold," a girl beside Rashel said. She had wavy bronze hair and bee-stung lips. "Hi, I'm Juanita," s he added.

And she's serious, Rashel thought as she introduced herself. Quinn's group ha d noticed her at last, and they all seemed to agree with Juanita. They were f ascinated by Lily's cold personality, her lack of feeling. They saw it as str ength.

Yeah, because feeling hurts. Maybe I should worship her, too, Rashel thoug ht.

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