The Death Series Book Bundle 4-6 by Tamara Rose Blodgett

Author:Tamara Rose Blodgett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tamara Rose Blodgett LLC
Published: 2018-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

The Band turned their attention to the angry mob that had filtered through the tunnel where they stood, all but Matthew.

He had eyes only for the dead Queen, minus an arm, ready to snatch the unconscious Clara out of his arms.

Jade rushed to his side. “I'll hold her while you...” she couldn't finish her thought. I knew Jade saw what Matthew's intent was. Death Intent. He wore his purpose like a coat of armor—he'd killed before. It was obvious now as he walked toward the dead Queen.

She knew it too, hissing at him as Matthew made his way to her. He never broke stride.

Jade met my stare. I could feel what she felt. Jade could feel the Evil. The Queen had been evil. Evil in life.

Evil in death.

Evil.

I let Matthew go about his business and turned my attention to the other big ass problem on the list. There were so many I was getting distracted. I found the Zondorae brothers easily. Mewling within the circle of the dead.

My dead.

I smiled and strode to where they were.

The Zondorae brothers were covered in their own puke. It probably almost masked the scent of the newly dead that surrounded them.

Mostly.

It was raw corpse or vomit, but the puke was closer to their noses.

“Hi guys!” I said almost cheerfully. My sympathy, zero.

They scowled. I watched their expressions ask if it could be any worse. Probably not. Although, they could be dead.

My dead.

I smiled and their expressions went from fear to anger. “Oh yeah, it's gonna get exciting for you chumps,” I said in a conversational tone, nodding.

The corpses tightened their hold, reacting to my state of mind like a ripple in the water going out, out... and endlessly on.

One gave a long lick of Gary's ear, the smell of the decaying tongue causing the scream he had held in check to escape his mouth in a wail that pierced the silence.

The raw sound served as the catalyst for the panic which began to sweep the tunnel.

I jumped when I saw the crowd swell and surge everywhere as my eyes sought Jade.

“You're safe,” I saw Jade say and relaxed only to tense again as the mob flowed toward us.

Jade and Queen Clara noticeed Matthew doing the hack-a-thon on the dead Queen, her rotting flesh flinging itself like gruesome and bloodless rain around us.

The dead did not bleed.

My heart clenched in my chest when the small Queen slid a dirk out of the strange boy's clothing she wore and headed toward the dead Queen.

I didn't have to be a brain surgeon to figure out her goal. She'd never meet it. The dead were stronger than the living. Wanting to end them wasn't enough.

I jogged to meet her, grabbing Jade as I did.

The dead Queen laughed out of a mouth with loosened teeth as Clara's protector took pieces of her flesh with his small knife.

She didn't feel pain, staggering toward Clara, ignoring Matthew's assault. Instead, she focused on Clara, hatred a mask on her face. Even in death, her expression was a window to who she'd been in life.

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