Bad Blood by Shyla Colt

Author:Shyla Colt [Colt, Shyla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Inspired Ink
Published: 2018-09-28T04:00:00+00:00

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CREWE

He sipped the honeyed mead and observed the other knights digging into their food. They were celebrating a victory. That meant a fresh round of baths, wenches, and all of the food they could manage to fit in their bellies. When things were good, they lived like kings. These were the moments he’d left home for.

“I can’t believe I’m forced to come back to this wretched time. As if living through it once wasn’t enough.”

“Peace, sister. This is the easiest way.”

The voices stood out amongst the merriment. He turned to see the strange women dressed in long, black gowns. They weren’t tavern wenches, and a lady of nobility wouldn’t be caught here. Tall and regal with flowing hair the color of spun straw, and night, they studied him.

“He noticed us,” the golden-haired beauty said with a welcoming smile.

“Yes. He’s stronger than I anticipated,” the other said. Her gaunt, oval-shaped face, thin lips, and upturned nose exacerbated the pinched expression she wore.

“It is the bond. Fear not, brave knight. We brought you here in sleep to speak to the male we’ve entrusted the future with,” the blonde said.

This was more than a dream.

“Buried in your memories, we can speak freely without being tracked. I am Angele, and this is Moll.”

“What do you want from me?” he asked, suspicious of the witches distorting his memories and entering his mind. The power it took to manage that on one as old as he was vast.

“To see if you are worthy,” Moll snarled. Her dark eyes were hostile.

“It appears you’ve already made up your mind.” He leaned back in the cathedral style seat with its high arched back and oversized armrests.

“Brave,” Angele conceded.

“Or stupid,” Moll said, unimpressed.

“Nakeeta has chosen you, and you have chosen her. Are you willing to do whatever it takes to keep her safe?” Angele asked.

“Yes.”

“Even if it means going against your own kind?” Moll questioned further.

“I understand what’s at stake.”

“Yes, but what are you willing to give to succeed?”

“My life if necessary.”

“You vampires, all about death. Never understanding the power to be found in living.” Moll shook her head. “What if we require the opposite from you?”

“Then you’ve come to the wrong creature.”

“So quickly you give up,” Moll accused.

“Moll.” Angele rested a hand on her shoulder. “He is not the enemy.”

“So that automatically makes him the one?” Shaking her head, Moll jabbed her finger at him.

“You come into my mind and insult me?” He pounded his fist on the table and stood. “Enough with your veiled comments. If you wish to ask something of me, do so. Otherwise, I kindly bid you exit my dreams.” His tone was terse, but he chose his words carefully. They were all precariously balanced on a razor’s edge. Each needed the other to survive, yet the misunderstandings and mistrust ran deep.

The women exchanged a look. “She doesn’t need you to die for her. She needs you to live,” Angele whispered.

Witches and their cryptic messages.

They stepped toward him, and he took a giant step back, evading their touch.

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