From Fear to Eternity: An Immortality Bites Mystery by Michelle Rowen

Author:Michelle Rowen
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2014-07-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Twice tonight Thierry had told me to run from him. I took him seriously both times.

Marcellus grabbed Veronique’s arm and ushered her up the stone stairway ahead of him. Francois was right behind them. Now that Thierry was freed from his restraints, the werewolf had lost all of his stake-carrying bravado.

I found my feet weren’t working.

“Thierry—”

“Ten seconds, Sarah.” Thierry’s jaw was tight, his hands fisted at his sides. “And then I fear I won’t be able to protect you any longer. Ten, nine, eight . . .”

The countdown worked like a charm.

I was out of there.

I took the steps two at a time to get back to the main level. The werewolf was already racing out the front door.

“Save yourselves!” he hollered.

“Come with us, Sarah!” Veronique beckoned to me as Marcellus pulled her out the front door.

“I’ll catch up with you,” I promised.

“He’s dangerous,” she said. “Please don’t underestimate him. I’ve seen him at his darkest and it was still nothing like what I saw in his eyes downstairs. He is dangerous and what happens to us here is real. Please remember that!”

With her words echoing in my mind, I took a left out the front doors and emerged on the street. I ran back toward the tavern. If I could get to the passageway . . .

My heart wrenched at the thought. What would I do? Abandon both of them here in Vampireland?

Veronique hadn’t been the only one to see something scary in Thierry’s eyes. Something dangerous. Something deadly. I saw it, too, and it had made my blood turn to ice.

The spell had him tightly in its grip.

Was it unforgivably naive to believe he could still fight something like that?

Maybe he wasn’t Thierry anymore. He was a vampire with no control who needed to feed.

It was my worst fear come to life.

I focused on putting one foot in front of the other as I headed back in the direction of the tavern. Marcellus’s villa was the better part of a half mile away, so it wasn’t a quick sprint. My feet ached and I had more than one blister by now.

Then someone stepped into my path on the cobblestone road a block from my target location.

“Sarah Dearly.” Stefan the vampire hunter stood directly beneath a lantern, which lit up his handsome face. “You left far too soon.”

“Oh, hi. Nice to see you again,” I lied.

He scanned the area. “Where is Veronique?”

“Not with me anymore. Obviously.” I glanced around. “Where are your friends?”

“Also not with me. It seems to be just the two of us now. Let us talk.”

“About?”

“About what I can do to win Veronique back.”

Was he for real?

Oh, wait. He wasn’t. That explained a lot.

I tried to give him a patient smile. “Obviously she has you tied up in knots, but you could do so much better. I saw a barmaid in the tavern who was seriously giving you the eye.”

“Greta?” He raised an eyebrow. “I have had her before. Every man in this town has.”

“Okay, well, maybe she isn’t your soul mate, but my point is that neither is Veronique.

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