Tracker: A Rylee Adamson Novel (Book 6) by Mayer Shannon

Author:Mayer, Shannon [Mayer, Shannon]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Tags: kickass.to, ScreamQueen
Publisher: HiJinks Ink Publishing
Published: 2014-03-06T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

The next three doorways were total busts, one of them actually taking us back to the jungle. This was the problem with crossing the veil; even with actual doorways you never knew where it would take you, until you’d used the crossing, and there was no way to know them all.

“You’re running this show, Faris. Did it occur to you to look for a fucking map of the castle doorways?” I snarled at him, soaked through to the bone from the last doorway, which happened to open at the base of a waterfall. “Or better yet, why the fuck don’t you jump the veil with me to each of the continents?”

His hand snapped out, faster than I could track with my eyes, fingers around my throat, squeezing hard enough that spots danced in front of my eyes. This was another power game, and I’d be damned to hell and back if I broke. I’d let him choke me before I pulled a weapon on him. “You do not understand the rules, Tracker, to this ascension to the throne, and I do not feel like explaining them to you.”

He let go and I dropped. Doran caught me against his chest and I sagged against him, this time for real. I drew in breath and it was the sweetest air I’d tasted in a long time.

Faris strode down the hallway searching for the next door.

Doran tipped my head up. “You okay?”

I ran a hand over my throat, winced as I touched where Faris’s fingers dug in. “Yeah, he’s just pissy because I won’t back down.”

The Daywalker’s green eyes filled with something akin to worry. “Don’t push him, Rylee. He’s on edge, more than I’ve ever seen him.”

“I noticed.”

“Doorway,” Faris called from around the corner, and I jogged to catch up. Doran was right, Faris was not himself, even for the vampire of many faces that he was.

This was the fourth doorway in two hours. Each one I stepped through, Faris made me stand there for at least fifteen minutes. It took me less than thirty seconds to figure out the Blood was or in this case, wasn’t there.

Faris didn’t trust it could be that quick. He jerked the handle and the doorway swung open.

Daylight streamed through, catching Faris along his lower leg. He threw himself backward, scrambling away from the sunlight, his eyes wide with horror.

I stood and watched, but didn’t shut the door. “So eager to die, vampire? I can help you with that.”

“Shut the door, Tracker.”

With the tip of my sword I reached out and shut the door. “See how nice I can be, vampire?” If he wasn’t going to use my name, I wasn’t going to use his. “Perhaps you can tell me what the fuck is really going on.”

Faris sat on the ground, looking totally and utterly defeated. “I need to sleep; you three, keep checking doorways.”

My eyebrows shot up, and my jaw dropped open as he pushed himself to his feet and limped away.

Unable to process what just happened, I turned slowly to Doran.

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