Gluttony (The Damning Book 3) by Katie May

Gluttony (The Damning Book 3) by Katie May

Author:Katie May [May, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Expresso Publishing, LLC
Published: 2020-05-07T16:00:00+00:00


Nineteen

Z

Smoke.

It engulfed me in a thick, gray sheen—swarming around in my lungs until it felt like I was suffocating.

Licks of fire ate away at the wooden siding of the inn. It was a surprisingly...beautiful sight. Orange bled into red, and yellow specks completed the enticing image.

“Z!” A rough voice penetrated the murkiness residing in my brain. I blinked rapidly, attempting to dislodge the smoke particles caught in my eyelashes. “Z!” Someone shook my shoulder, and I trembled slightly, turning away from the kaleidoscope of red, orange, and yellow.

Ryland’s anxious face, devoid of shadows, peered down at me. Smoke curled around his dark features until only the whites of his eyes were visible.

When I stared at him blankly, unable to articulate a response, he grabbed my arm and wrenched me to my feet. Half-dragging me and half-carrying me, he led us beneath a flaming archway.

Finally—finally—I regained my senses, propelling myself forward.

Someone had attacked the inn. Either this person had bombed us or he had hired a skilled Mage.

Fuck.

Was it Aaliyah? The Kings? A new threat entirely?

We seemed to have entered a hallway that wasn’t permeated by smoke. The air wasn’t fresh, but it no longer choked me.

“Are you okay?” Ryland demanded, pulling me forward. I wasn’t surprised that my Shadow mate had memorized the layout of the inn. No doubt, he knew every nook and cranny.

“I’m fine. You?” My heart thumped erratically in my chest. The others...

They’re fine, I scolded myself instantly. They weren’t at the inn during the explosion. They’re fine.

I repeated those two words until I began to believe them. I couldn’t handle any other alternative.

Ignoring the nerves roiling in my stomach, I followed directly behind Ryland as he pushed open a back door. Immediately, sunlight sliced through the thick, cloudy air. The heat dulled significantly as we stepped outside, away from the burning building.

“What the fuck happened?” I demanded, coughing harshly. My lungs were protesting all of the smoke they had inhaled.

“I don’t—” Whatever Ryland was going to say was interrupted by something heavy hitting him over the back of the head. I released a startled yelp, my initial fear resurfacing, as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He collapsed against the asphalt with an audible thump, blood pooling from a wound on his head.

Immediately, I slid my favorite dagger out of its sheath and raised it, narrowing my eyes at the figures surrounding us. Terror thumped through me, a palpable entity that perfumed the air in a sickly sweet scent.

I counted at least a dozen men standing in a semicircle around me and my fallen mate. They all wore variations of red—identifying them as Vampires—and had masks covering their faces. They almost appeared to be...babydoll masks, decidedly cherubic in appearance. Rosy cheeks, thick painted-on lashes over pupil-less eyes, and perfectly plush red lips. The Vampires were different genders, if their heights and builds were any indication.

The only person not wearing a mask was the man directly in the center. His aristocratic features—sharp nose and jaw—gave him almost a haughty look.



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