Wicked Lord: Part One by Shirl Anders

Author:Shirl Anders
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: duke, shirl anders, regency romance, shades, vampire, vampire romance, gothic

Chapter Seven

Trinity held his left arm out from his side as virgin's blood dripped from the cuff of his shirt. He needed to feed and feed quickly before his hard-fought control snapped and he did something he would regret for eternity

"Baptiste has brought down a buck. It still lives," Church called to him from deeper in the woods. "Come, feed, Trinity. We will all feed and regain our purpose."

Trinity sprinted toward redemption … this time, and as he ran, he tore his shirt off, throwing it aside. There was still blood on his hand and when he came across a small stream, he stopped to wash it off. Crouching, he looked at the blood drying on his hand and fingers, wondering how they'd all lived this long and not known virgin's blood held such diabolical and monumental cravings for them.

Forcibly, he sunk his hand into the water, when all he wanted to do was lick the blood from his fingers. He growled, shaking his entire body, and then he used his other hand to wash and rub the blood away from his chest, arm, and hand. He felt Church's presence and he looked up to see his brother standing across the small stream. Church's face looked relaxed and his fangs were receded. Church had fed.

"Come, little brother, it's not far." Church inclined his head and Trinity rose from his crouch, stepping across the stream to stop beside his older brother. Church's hand clamped his shoulder. "Well done, brother, you saved that woman."

Trinity wondered if that were true why he felt as though he'd marked or scarred the young woman for life. He ignored Church's praise and he sprinted toward the blood he voraciously needed. Normally, he didn't take animal blood as Baptiste, and especially Christian, did. Animal blood did sustain, yet wasn't satisfying. Of course, Christian couldn't find it within his faith to drink from newly dead corpses, Trinity's preferred food. Christian never denounced him for it or the freshly-leeched blood he drank that their ally, Doctor Latham or others of his like, gifted them with.

Trinity reached the buck just as the last of its noble life left it and he knelt beside it offering a silent prayer for its sacrifice, which he was certain all his brothers might be surprised he did. He began to feed with a need harsher than he'd felt in a long time as he heard his brothers’ intense conversation above him.

"I've not come so close to losing my control in so long I'd forgotten what it felt like. Forgot the overpowering demand," Christian admitted, with his voice sounding confused.

"I felt it once in the last year," Baptiste said, surprising them all. "I think she was on a monthly and I strayed too close."

"That's never been a problem before." Church's voice was on edge. "Why didn't you say something, Baptiste?"

"Damnation, Church, you know we never speak about women or sexual relations together. All we do is argue about it or don't know how to handle it.

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