The Van Alen Legacy by Cruz Melissa de La

Author:Cruz, Melissa de La [Cruz, Melissa de La]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Fiction, Romance, Urban Fantasy, Vampires, Paranormal, Fantasy
ISBN: 9781423102267
Amazon: 1423102266
Goodreads: 6267237
Publisher: Disney/Hyperion
Published: 2009-10-06T07:00:00+00:00

THIRTY

Schuyler

Waiting was the hardest part. Schuyler remembered how she used to sit in the apartment on Perry Street waiting, just like this, for Jack to arrive for their secret rendezvous. It always seemed like such a miracle every time he walked through the door. So unbelievable that he was hers, and that he had been looking forward to seeing her as much as she had been longing to see him.

It was as if she had left him only yesterday, the emotions he stirred up in her were so dizzying, the memories he brought back to the surface so strong. She had loved watching him walk inside the apartment. She remembered how his face wore a look of anxiety as he appeared in the doorway—as he too had always readied himself for disappointment. The question lingering on his features . . . Would she be there waiting for him? She had loved him so much for that. To know that he was just as vulnerable, just as nervous, as she had been. He had never once taken her for granted.

Now she waited for him again. He would return for her, she believed that. Believed it so much more, as she waited, sitting on the cavern floor in an underground catacomb in Paris, than she ever had sitting on a couch in an apartment in New York.

She believed he would return for her, because if he did not, it meant—no. No. There was no way he could have been killed. But what if, what if he had been harmed? What if he was somewhere down one of those dark tunnels—the tunnels she had not chosen—what if he was somewhere down there, bleeding and unconscious? What then?

She couldn’t even begin to think about what had happened to Oliver. She hoped Jack had been right, that the Silver Bloods had left him alone. . . . The Croatan weren’t interested in humans . . . were they? How could she have left him? She would never forgive herself for deserting him. And now, Jack too . . . Jack was gone as well. Was she fated to lose both of them in one night?

She should go. She had waited long enough. Jack needed her. She had to go looking for him; she couldn’t just wait around doing nothing.

She took the torch off the floor. But just as she stepped toward the first tunnel, she heard a noise from behind her.

Footsteps. She turned around, brandishing the flame. “Stay back!” she called.

“It’s me—don’t worry—it’s just me.” Jack stood in front of her. He looked untouched, unharmed. Not a single hair out of place. No cut on his cheek. His clothes were clean, and looked freshly pressed. He looked perfect, the way he always did, and not as if he had just battled a pack of monstrous Silver Bloods.

She did not put down the flame. Was it Jack? She remembered the baron’s crimson eyes. She had not seen the Silver Blood underneath the human disguise at first.

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