The Cobra Queen by Tara Moss

Author:Tara Moss
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction, paranormal romance, mystery, fashion, New York, supernatural
ISBN: 9781760686512
Publisher: Bonnier Publishing Australia
Published: 2020-01-16T23:51:43+00:00

I woke on Thursday morning before my alarm, feeling surprisingly refreshed despite the excitement of the previous two days and a lack of sleep. Last night had been fantastical, something I could not yet process. I may have dismissed it all as a vivid dream or nightmare if I did not know better. The bizarre dreams I’d had about drinking Deus’s blood had been real, too; something else to ponder. Drinking ancient Sanguine blood explained why I was so refreshed and full of vigour despite my lack of rest. But was it a blessing or a curse?

Taking a deep breath, I reached over and turned off my alarm before it started up, then swung out of bed and made my way to my ensuite bathroom, eager to look myself over. The previous night had been intense, and it showed in my amber eyes, though not in the ways one might expect. There was no redness in them, despite the late night. The whites were clear, even extra bright. My amber pupils shone. Interesting. My hair was sitting softly at my shoulders, and I pulled it back on both sides and turned my head this way and that. My neck was unmarked. And I couldn’t help but notice that my skin was glowing. My complexion was usually pale – a Lucasta trait – but now it was particularly luminous. And I detected a faint tan on my chest and cheeks. I’d seen this before. This wasn’t from sun worship. To the contrary, I’d hardly seen the sun since moving to Spektor. No, this was from drinking Deus’s blood. It made a human extra UV sensitive to have vampire blood inside them. I’d have to take to wearing a hat.

Frowning, I leaned towards the mirror and lifted my lips to examine my teeth. All human. No fangs. I wasn’t Sanguine, then. Just a blood drinker, I guess?

Mom, what do you think of all this?

I put the Babel Pendant on, the necklace sitting higher than the skeleton key on its longer, thin gold chain, deciding to wear it whenever I could, and I went about getting dressed and ready for the day.

Today wasn’t just any day. Tonight would be the full moon, a special time to see my spirit guide Lieutenant Luke, though if I got caught up thinking about that, and him, I’d never get through my work. Before leaving for the Pandora magazine offices I tenderly touched the top of the envelope containing my mother’s letter, then packed my mother’s two books on ancient Egypt into my satchel, including the one on Hatshepsut herself.

I looked to the book that had been beneath them, the one called Celtic Myth and Legend, and my eyes widened.

There it was. The triskele.

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