Baird by Eros Marata

Author:Eros, Marata [Eros, Marata]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal, Vampires, Fantasy
Goodreads: 36462990
Publisher: Tamara Rose Blodgett
Published: 2014-08-20T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Siana

Siana feels as though she is dreaming.

The horrible attempt to save their lives before the sun claimed the day has turned the Reaper fortress into a mewling nightmare of two smoking Reapers.

Carrig is charred, not one piece of him unharmed by the sun's rays.

Imogen tries to find a spot she can touch. Finally, she leans over his still form. Deep healing of his body is all she can accomplish.

Biology takes over, and Carrig lunges at Imogen's throat.

Quinn and Maghnus have to pry him off her as he nearly takes every drop of blood she possesses.

“Stop!” Quinn says, driving his fist into Carrig's face.

Carrig staggers back, fangs punching, and lurches for Quinn.

“She is with child! Our child!” Quinn says.

Carrig hesitates. Imogen is in Maghnus's arms. Still and pale, she is now the one who needs healing, energy from blood loss.

“Oh goddess, no,” Carrig says.

Quinn nods. “You cannot blame yourself. You were rabid after that touch of the sun. However, she bears our young and is not a common human who can be drained and discarded.”

“Of course not,” Carrig says, moving toward Imogen.

Siana watches large patches of skin fall off him as he stands beside her. What the sun does to those who do not hold Exotic blood is a miserable reality.

“We will need to couple, and allow her to feed,” Quinn says.

Siana shakes her head. They are vampire, and biology drives their needs, Siana’s included. She watches as the two Reapers leave with Imogen cradled between them, and Siana sighs.

She knows better than to get close to Baird.

Siana stays a ways back as the second human slumps beside Baird.

Glacial eyes meet hers.

Renfields, slaves of the vampire, cart the corpses away. Baird glows and, as with Carrig, large swaths of his skin fall away like gray parchment paper. Unlike Carrig, Baird possesses enough Exotic blood to tolerate the sun. Though it still leaves the kiss of damage.

His ruined flesh scatters to the shadows, snowflakes of dead skin skittering across the ancient stone floor.

Siana takes a tentative step forward.

Marquette's hand stays her. “Sister, do you think it wise?”

Siana turns toward the shorter woman. “If he has not regained enough through the blood-letting of two humans, all is lost.”

Baird smirks, and Siana gives him a mournful smile in return. She dislikes the practice of using humans for food.

Yet it is better she and Imogen do not die at the hands of the very vampire they would breed. For that, the humans’ sacrifice seems worthy.

Maghnus comes forward, hands splayed. “What has occurred?” His eyes move through her, the ten breeders, and the Faction.

“Why do I have a Faction inside our stronghold?” His eyes narrow. “Further, what has caused two of my finest warriors to brave the sun and true death?”

Siana looks at Titus, his life in the balance. In the corners, more Reapers wait.

He cannot hope to survive a battle against ten of them.

Titus hisses.

Siana explains quickly before they kill him, and not without some resentment, that she does so alone.

Baird hangs in the shadows, his low bed of stone beneath him, offering nothing.

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