Vampire Legacy: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance (Vampire Game Book 3) by Leigh Kelsey

Author:Leigh Kelsey [Kelsey, Leigh]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2018-06-09T18:30:00+00:00

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In seconds, Sceolan was on the back of the brown horse, and leading the way out of the stables. It felt as if the ground under me was uneven, rocking me from side to side and trying to throw me off. I clung to Kwame, feeling every hard muscle beneath his ragged vest, and I screwed my eyes shut when Alice began to sprint. I couldn’t help crying, my chest hitching and body shaking as I gripped Kwame’s shirt hard so I didn’t fall off.

Everything caught up to me as we raced away from the castle—the fear, the panic, the sense that we would be followed and dragged back to those cells, the tremulous hope that we’d be free.

I’d killed Graham Harrington, and stabbed Fear Doirche, and hurt a stable hand, and my fear of being caught was matched by my fear of what that made me. The only reassurance I had was that Oisìn would never think me the monster I was convinced I was becoming—he’d done the same and much worse and I knew he would always forgive me, always accept me for what I was and what I did. And that carried me through, made me scrape the tears from my face on the shoulder of my shirt, open my eyes, and watch the mammoth wall come into view.

Mountains sprawled around us, forming a grassy valley for the cold wind to whistle through. And cut across the grey-green valley in front of us rose the wall. As high as the castle itself, the sheer rock face of it was only broken by the conical bump of the gatehouse on the top. Cold pierced my heart, looking at that building and remembering the last time I’d been here. I wanted Oisìn at my side again. I wanted Finn here to tell me we’d be fine.

A minute away from the wall, Sceolan threw his head back and whooped. I startled at the whiplash of his emotions, turning my face to stare at him. His horse continued sprinting but he leapt off the mare’s back and—landed on four paws. My mouth fell open, and all my fear was erased by shock as I looked at the giant black dog. It was like the Hound of the Baskervilles, shaggy and dark and massive. He bayed loudly, and there was such joy in the sound that my heart stuttered.

I remembered him saying I’m like you—I’m a beast, too.

Sceolan hadn’t just been locked in the dark, alone and starving and untouched. He’d been locked in vampire form, away from this—his hound. His joy now only told me how much he must have suffered to be a man for so long. I watched open mouthed as he bounded in front of us, reaching the wall first. He didn’t stop running, instead sprinting circles around us as we came to a halt, his tongue lolling out.

I slid off Alice, patting her side gratefully and using her to find my balance on jelly-like legs. My bones felt like they’d been rattled and rearranged inside me.

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