Dark War Chronicles Box Set One by A. L. Kessler

Author:A. L. Kessler [Kessler, A. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampires, werewolves, shifters, Magic, demons, dark fantasy
Amazon: B011IZFCY4
Goodreads: 26102484
Publisher: A.L. Kessler
Published: 2015-08-14T16:00:00+00:00

Past Demons

DWC #4

Prologue

Four weeks earlier:

Tegan dug her heels into the ground as Markus forced her forward. She couldn’t breathe past the panic. She couldn’t go back to him, not after her time with Lucius. The Father would claim her and she’d never see her master again, she’d never be free again. Memories played through her mind at the thought of him waking —the pain and the humiliation of being with him, feeding him and servicing him. Her stomach lurched at the thought. She couldn’t let him be woken.

She went limp hoping to at least slow Markus down, but she knew she didn’t stand a chance against the vampire. She never did. This was what she had been created for, to feed the Father.

Pain exploded in her head as power went through her and she wished Markus hadn’t kept her blindfolded. The musty and damp air clung to her lungs with every breath she took. Noises surrounded her. From the sound of footsteps she knew that at least two other living creatures stood in the cave with her, further away from her than Markus.

“You promise you’ll leave my granddaughter alone if I do this for you?” A woman’s voice hit Tegan’s ears, one with a thick Italian accent. Tegan’s heart sank at the thought of someone being blackmailed to help raise the Father. Taking a deep breath she tried to figure out her bearings. Markus hadn’t turned her since they walked in, which meant that her back was towards the exit. If she could get away from him she could run back down the hall. Escaping would be a long shot, but cooperating wasn’t a choice.

“Yes, as soon as his soul is back in place, we’ll remove the people watching her. You have my word.” Markus’ voice ran over Tegan’s skin and she knew she could not let him do this. She slammed her heel into the arch of his foot and lurched forward. Two steps away, he grabbed her hair and yanked her back. He held her tight against him.

Tegan heard the rustle of something before the witch spoke again. “He’ll be blood starved when he wakes.”

Markus shook Tegan a bit. “That’s what she’s here for.”

She tried to look towards where the witch’s voice came from. Maybe, just maybe she could reach out to her. “Please, don’t do this. You don’t understand what will happen if you raise him.” She pleaded and tried to jerk away from Markus.

“I know that my granddaughter will live.”

Tegan doubted that, it wasn’t like the Circle to keep their word, especially Markus.

A smooth chanting filled the chamber and an ancient magic brushed over Tegan’s skin. She hissed and tried to pull away from the power. She hated magic, it’s what had made her into what she was. A creature that couldn’t die, made for only one purpose, to feed the beast in the cave. Noises she couldn’t place came after the chanting and power flooded over her. It stole her breath and froze her body. She tried to breathe around it, but couldn’t.

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