Blood Harvest (Blood Curse Series Book 12) by Tessa Dawn

Author:Tessa Dawn [Dawn, Tessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ghost Pines Publishing, LLC
Published: 2021-03-08T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Dark Moon Vale

A wiser male, a younger male, a male who had not lived—and died—over 2,800 years ago might have exercised more caution.

But Prince Jaegar Demir was not that male.

Clad in his familiar ancient clothing—a cinched pair of trousers, high leather boots, and a long-sleeved tunic with ruffled sleeves and girded wrist cuffs—he once again stepped boldly into the courtyard from behind the pyramidal pine tree. Only this time, he was not stalking a redhead.

He was strolling toward center stage…

Stalking his ancient sisters.

His thick, wavy, raven black-and-red hair cascaded about his shoulders as he prowled forward with all the stealth, grace, and confidence of a jungle cat, a predator…a minacious ancient monarch. And his entourage—Silas Slovinsky, Nuri Bolasek, Falcon Zvara, and Zeus Dragavei, who had already returned from depositing Kristina in Achilles’ lair—were close behind him in a loose semicircle, still invisible and still cloaked in the energy and scent of the native flora and fauna.

Jaegar knew the warriors from the house of Jadon would spot him immediately, but honestly, he didn’t give a shit. The immediate element of surprise was half the battle, and no one in this courtyard could match his ageless skill, his unconscionable savagery, or his awesome power.

Ciopori was the first to see him, and Vanya, maybe a half second later.

The eldest of Jaegar’s two royal sisters swept her waist-length, midnight-black hair behind one shoulder in an absent yet defiant gesture and trained her golden gaze directly upon him. Vanya crossed to the front of the stage without hesitation and began descending the makeshift staircase, newly constructed for the festive occasion, her pale-rose eyes ablaze with fury. “You bastard,” she practically snarled.

They were walking right toward him.

Could this get any better?

Ciopori halted about five yards away and extended a braced arm in front of Vanya’s chest to stop her. “After all these years, all these centuries…” Her voice trailed off in disgust and disbelief.

“Back from the dead, dear brother?” Vanya goaded.

Prince Jaegar declined his head in a mockery of a male curtsy, an archaic gesture of respect to the monarchy. “You didn’t think I would let you get away?” he countered.

Ciopori let out a quiet, drawn-out hiss, the air passing over her lips like venom. “Be it known, you vile creature, that we did get away. We escaped the castle, and we escaped Romania. We escaped you and your depraved, soulless army of failures. For that is what you are, Jaegar, what you have always been: a failure, a nothing, a bygone relic of triviality and irrelevance.”

“We have children,” Vanya added, her nostrils twitching in anger. “Children and mates, an entire life here in this valley. And we still practice the ancient magick; we are able to share it with our people. You destroyed nothing but yourself, even as you condemned your followers for eternity. How was the Valley of Death & Shadows? Were you irrelevant there as well?”

Prince Jaegar smiled, even as his gums began to throb, and his fangs descended in his mouth.

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