Blood Redemption by Vicki Keire

Author:Vicki Keire
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781620073506
Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
Published: 2013-11-20T18:30:00+00:00

stared into Ethan’s angry eyes, shocked to my core. He had never looked that furious with me―never in the whole history of our relationship. I was still sick from portal travel. My arm throbbed where Belial had grabbed it; I was half afraid it was broken.

Worst of all, I’d lost Asheroth. I could see it all again without having to close my eyes: my mad guardian angel going down in a crowd of the Fallen, rogue Nephilim, and Hellhounds while Jack dragged me away.

He’d done it for me. A half-strangled sob escaped my throat. He’d sacrificed himself for me. I tried to communicate this to Ethan, but words failed me. Instead, I propelled myself backward and away from him using my elbows, feeling the sharp pricks of newly mown grass as I went.

Something else crept into his eyes as I struggled to get away from him, something I unfortunately recognized. Fear. And hurt.

He paled. “Caspia, wait. I… I’m sorry. It’s just that you disappeared when I had just gotten you back, and things have happened so quickly…”

A strong shove sent him sprawling sideways before he could complete his sentence. A dark form blocked out the sun, standing over me with clenched fists. Jack. Muscles flexed along his back and upper arm. He had fresh scars. They resembled claw marks. I winced.

“Don’t. Do. That. Again,” he growled, looking more than ready to pounce on Ethan.

I wondered if he meant himself, or me. It didn’t matter, though; Ethan sprang to his feet, body angled forward toward Jack, already poised for a fight.

The back of my neck prickled, and I got the uncomfortable feeling that we were being watched. Sure enough, when I jerked my head around, I saw that the front porch of Blackwood Lodge had filled up with people. Their expressions ranged from mild curiosity to shock to outright horror.

Great. Now we were a spectacle.

They circled each other, fists raised, their eyes fixed. I sprang up and stood between them, feet planted and arms outstretched like a referee at a boxing match.

“Stop it!” I shouted. “There’s been too much fighting already.” I blinked back tears as I thought, again, of Asheroth. “And there’s still more to come. We don’t need to do this to ourselves.”

Ethan was the first to lower his fists. Jack followed, but I could tell he didn’t like it. I let my arms drop, exhausted. The events of the last few hours caught up to me all at once, and I wanted nothing more than to sink back down into the grass and cry.

Ethan was at my elbow in seconds, all traces of anger gone. His arms, when they reached for me, were firm and supportive, and I leaned into him. He pulled me tight against him as I inhaled the scent of clean cotton and juniper aftershave, the kind I had gotten him for Christmas. I let him support most of my weight; warm fingers, so different from his once angelic heat, stroked my hair.

His gentleness undid me.

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