The Vampire's Spell - Stars of The Night by Lucy Lyons & Jan Dockter & K.T Stryker

Author:Lucy Lyons & Jan Dockter & K.T Stryker [Lyons, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Persia Publishing
Published: 2017-06-13T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 5

Peter’s blood was cold as ice, and sweeter than anything Ashe had ever tasted. It filled her with his essence, his memories, and as she drank deeper she felt herself sinking into the depths of Peter’s very mind. She saw lace curtains hanging over the top of a bassinet, and the youthful face of Peter’s mother peering down at her. She saw the sunny days of Peter’s childhood dotted with the blood of the animals he had hunted so cruelly without knowing any better. She watched as Peter and his family left Europe for America, the age of vampires slowly drawing to a close. In the midst of all this, she also saw wars, death, and whole periods of human history go past as if in the blink of an eye. Carriages made way for automobiles and the skyline filled with the smokestacks of factories. The very pace of life seemed to quicken. The reel of Peter’s memories sped up too, with longer gaps and blank spaces as if the film had been damaged in the speed of its recording. Peter’s life became disjointed, conflicted, as he struggled with the morality of killing versus the nature of his condition. The one thing that remained constant was the good in his heart, and the desire to do right by humans as well as his own clan. There was a loneliness too that followed Peter like a cloud through the long span of his life.

When Ashe finally came into the picture, everything changed. The loneliness fled and every moment became precious. Even the bad memories, like killing Landon and casting out Penelope from his clan, held gravity in Peter’s mind. They had been acts done to protect Ashe, and so were to be cherished even if they hurt to remember.

Ashe became vaguely aware of a tugging on her shoulder and Peter calling her name. She released his arm from her grip and let his memories flow out of her mind. When they were gone, Ashe felt a coldness deep inside where they had been. She longed for them back, but knew she would never see them again.

Ashe watched with awe as the blood from Peter’s arm trickled to a stop. The skin was already stitching itself together as if it had never been marred. Inside she felt like her soul was stitching itself together as well, the broken human part of her making way for her new self. It was this new self that had brought her even closer to Peter and saved her from the edge of death.

“Ashe,” Peter called.

Ashe ran her tongue across her teeth. Her canines had formed into sharp points.

“Are you okay?”

She flexed the muscles in her arms. They felt taut like a spring, and incredibly powerful. Her vision too, seemed sharper than before even though the sun had set and the house was nearly dark.

Peter asked, “Are you still there?”

She wasn’t alive, but she definitely wasn’t dead. Her heart sat like a rock in her chest, unmoving, but her being was crackling with new energy.

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