The Vampire In The Room: Paranormal Women's Fiction: Death Dealers Curse (Magical Midlife Death Book 14) by Tia Didmon

Author:Tia Didmon [Didmon, Tia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bold Butterfly Publishing Inc.
Published: 2026-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

Therrian was at Constantine’s side almost immediately, his amber eyes thick with worry. “What was that? That wasn’t just magic backlash. It felt…wrong. Like the ground itself rejected her.”

Rylan hovered just behind him, his posture taut, his hand resting near the knife at his belt. “What does it mean? Why would the ward do that?”

Constantine’s grip tightened around me, his voice rough but controlled. “I don’t know. But she needs a minute to recover.” His gaze cut to the lycans, steady and commanding. “I’m taking her out of the burial ground for now. Take a look around. See if you can find any sign of the artifact’s resting place.”

Rylan nodded quickly, already scanning the cairns. Therrian lingered, his frown deep, concern etched into the lines of his face. His eyes darted to me, then back to Constantine, as if weighing whether to object.

“Go,” Constantine ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.

After a beat, Therrian nodded, though the tension in his shoulders never eased. He turned reluctantly, striding off with Rylan to examine the graves.

Constantine shifted me against him, his arms strong and sure as he carried me away from the cairns. Each step drew us deeper into the forest until the heavy pressure of the burial ground faded from my chest.

He stopped in a quiet clearing, lowering me onto a mossy stone gently.

I hated it.

Hated how weak I felt, my body trembling, my chest still aching from the recoil of magic. Vulnerability was poison to me, and Constantine knew it. His gaze lingered on me, unwavering but not pitying, and that almost made it worse.

The trees swayed overhead, their branches whispering in the cold mountain wind. The forest pressed close, shadows curling at the edges, and without the hum of magic driving me, I felt exposed. Too raw. Too human.

I swallowed hard, forcing myself upright on the stone, as my insides rebelled. “I’m fine,” I muttered, though we both knew it was a lie.

Constantine didn’t call me on it, but the muscle ticking in his jaw said he saw through every word.

And in that moment, the thing I hated most wasn’t the ward.

It was how much I wanted him.

The forest was still around us, the wind whispering through the branches above, carrying the subtle scent of pine and cold stone. I pressed my palms against my knees, trying to calm myself, but the words spilled before I could stop them.

“I promised myself I wouldn’t allow this again,” I said, my voice low. “I wouldn’t be vulnerable. Not after what my human husband did to me.”

Constantine’s golden eyes caught mine, unflinching as ever. “I know what he did,” he said softly. “The man was a fool.”

I huffed out a humorless laugh. “It was a different time. And a woman who couldn’t bear children? She was worse than a sterile cow. At least the cow could be slaughtered for meat.” I shook my head, my throat tight.

He didn’t flinch, just let me speak.

“At least your land baron respected you enough to give you a blade,” I added, trying to chase the rawness from my words.

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