Child of Twilight by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

I’LL VANISH. THAT ought to shock him into dropping his guard.

Gillian had no clear plan for implementing that inspiration. Proud of her new accomplishment, projecting an illusion of invisibility, she had a notion that it could prove useful against Greer. Surely the impossible sight of an empty room where he’d left her chained would lure him within her grasp.

Then—Her brain stalled at that point. Killing or disabling him would, as he’d made a point of warning her, leave her with no access to the keys, since he didn’t keep them on his person.

Gillian had awakened well before sunset from a restless sleep hag-ridden by dreams of futile escape attempts. She’d found herself alone in the cabin. Now, with the early twilight of winter closing in—though she couldn’t see the windows from her position, thickening shadows in the living room confirmed what her vampire time-sense told her—she expected him to return soon. Knowing Gillian would awaken as dark approached, he would want to check on his captive. Probably he was gearing up to nag her with a few more hours of questions.

No, he’d mentioned that he had somewhere to go this evening. So if she wanted to try hypnotizing him into releasing her, she’d better prepare to make her move as soon as he walked in.

Hunger cramps distracted her. If she were older, she could accept Greer’s blood. Drinking from him would give her a stronger chance at controlling him. Even if she accepted his offer, though, would he follow through on it? She sensed in him a fear out of proportion to the meager threat she presented.

Idle speculation wouldn’t help her master her own fear. She diverted her thoughts to practical matters. After all day on the floor she felt dirty as well as sore and stiff. The cuffs were too short to let her reach the shower stall. Peeling off the sweatshirt, she washed at the sink. In the absence of a towel she waited for her skin to air-dry. Meanwhile she ran through a series of stretching exercises to limber her aching muscles. When she put the shirt back on, she felt slightly cleaner but not much. The desire to make Greer pay for this humiliation preyed on her like a physical thirst.

No, revenge is a waste of energy. That’s what Lord Volnar would say, and so would Claude.

Have to concentrate on getting away from here.

Why hadn’t Roger or Claude shown up searching for her yet? Had Greer covered his trail that well?

Or did her father simply not care? Were they so angry at her for endangering Claude that they would cast her off? Her head ached with emotions that her kind could not relieve with tears.

She reclined on the pillow, calmed herself with slow, deep breathing, and recited logarithmic tables in her head.

Some time later the sound of the front door broke her self-induced trance. A gust of cold wind and Greer’s footsteps on the hardwood blew toward her. Anxiety made her heart race. No, any emotion might unravel her control.

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