The Hunger (Book 2): Consumed by Jason Brant

Author:Jason Brant [Brant, Jason]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampires, End of the World, Dracula, post apocalyptic, apocalypse, monsters
Published: 2013-09-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Lance sat at the table and watched as Brown inspected the damage to Cass’ face.

After Nathaniel’s men ensured the cabin was safe, they’d moved inside. Nathaniel stayed outside, taking care of the rest of the guards and the other assorted scumbags.

Now they waited their turns as Brown probed their injuries.

Lance wasn’t sure how he would hide the bite mark from the doc, but he wasn’t ready to tell everyone about his situation yet. He still hadn’t come to terms with the fact that he only had a limited amount of time left to live. The idea of telling Cass that he would become a Vladdie soon made a lump form in his throat.

Eifort, who was relatively healthy compared to the rest of them, stood guard by the back door with an M4 given to her by one of Nathaniel’s friends.

“You might have a fractured orbital,” Brown told Cass as he looked over her swollen eye. “Who did this to you?”

“Tony. It’s OK though—we’re even now.”

“I’d say you’re a little more than even.” Lance gave her a painful smile. He kept his wounded arm under the table so no one could see the teeth marks on his skin. “How did they catch you anyway?”

“Remember how I was going to go into the garage and sabotage the generators? Yeah, that didn’t work.”

“No shit.”

“I was in there screwing around with their setup, which is pretty damn impressive by the way, when that militant piece of shit walked in. I couldn’t use the axe or the bow because I was in a tight space, trying to tear some cabling out. He gave me a punch that would have knocked bricks out of a wall.” She pointed at her eye. “Hence the shiner from hell. He gave me a few other shots, but I was still loopy from the first so they didn’t hurt too bad.”

“How do you feel?” Brown asked her.

“Like I got superman punched in the face.”

“Any nausea or dizziness?”

“I’m not dizzy, but I have been nauseous for a few days. I think I’ve got a cold or something.”

Lance popped his mouth open and tried to look shocked. “And you’ve been having sex with me? Great, now I have cooties.”

“You’re such a dumbass.”

“You might have a concussion.” Brown hissed as he stood up out of his chair and went over to a refrigerator. He opened the freezer atop it and pulled out a few ice cubes. Grabbing a dishcloth from the sink, he wrapped the ice in it.

Lance never thought he would see man-made ice again. He marveled at the fact that they had a semblance of normal life here still. Or, rather, they would have if the leadership hadn’t been so insane.

A running refrigerator was akin to magic compared with the lifestyle Lance was now accustomed to.

The doc handed the makeshift ice pack to Cass and told her to hold it against her eye. He turned his attention to Lance. “OK, let’s see what we have going on here.”

“I’m fine. Take care of everyone else first.

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