Year of the Dragon (Changeling Sisters Book 3) by Heather Heffner

Author:Heather Heffner
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Heather Heffner
Published: 2016-03-17T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 32: Darkening the Doorway

~Raina~

I was in the middle of packing for Cambodia when there came a sudden rap at the door. I froze, suddenly aware of the stillness of our apartment. I was the only one home. However, sunlight still peeked in through the curtains, so I padded down the hall and checked the keyhole.

Surprised, I opened the door. “Rafael.”

The tall and lanky werewolf turned from where he’d been pacing in the hallway. “Is Citlalli here?” he demanded, shouldering past.

I folded my arms. “She is not. And I didn’t invite you in.”

Rafael stood in the center of the living room, suddenly looking like a lost puppy. He ran a hand through his tousled bronze hair. “I’m sorry. I’ll go,” he muttered.

“That’s a good idea,” I said firmly.

The rogue werewolf paused in the doorway. He stood disconcertingly close, and I was regaled by his smoky, spiced scent and the heat of his gaze. He rubbed the dark scruff along his jaw, and I quickly averted my eyes. No wonder both Citlalli and Yu Li had both lost their heads around him. Rafael had dark brown eyes the color of chocolate that were adorable when they softened, and the pain chiseling his face made my heart break for him.

Rafael laughed and shook his head. “I’m sorry, Raina. Look. I know I’ve given your sister a lot of shit about ending the Were War after she rescued you. But do you honestly agree with her?”

I bit my lip and gazed toward the living room. “I can’t help you rejoin the pack, Rafael.”

“No, I don’t care about the pack. I only care about doing what’s right.” Rafael brought his fist down in his hand, his brown eyes aflame. “You don’t think it’s crazy, do you? To hunt down every last one of these vampyre motherfuckers?”

Sudden ugliness reared up in my chest, slapping over my heart in thick, inky black tentacles. I remembered Donovan’s wives, Amrit and Eva, laughing as they used us as footstools. I remembered the desperation in Natalya’s eyes as she sparred with me over Donovan, fighting for him because becoming a vampyre bride meant surviving for another day. Worst of all, I remembered being thrown into a dark room lit only by the cold faces of mirrors, and Queen Maya’s heartless laugh as she sealed me inside to steal my soul.

Baek Bo Ra’s voice growled in my head, hard and merciless: You wanted to have a choice. So make one.

My head reared up, and the malice encasing my dark eyes gave Rafael pause.

“I think all vampyres should die,” I said coolly.

A slow smile spread across Rafael’s face.

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