Hunger Aroused by Dee Carney

Author:Dee Carney [Carney, Dee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 9533338
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2010-11-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“Morituri te salutant!” Corin roared, whirling into a warrior’s lunge in front of Jasmine. There was lethal grace in the way he flexed his muscles, in the way he poised like a hunter about to strike.

She searched her mind, the first word of his call both familiar and foreign at the same time. Moritorium. Mortuary. Death. She didn’t have to know its exact meaning, the conviction in his tone told her more than she needed to know. “Corin, wait!”

One of the men leveled a gun at them. “Yes, Corin,” he mocked, his tone icy, “wait.”

His chest heaved as he flexed a fist around the wickedly sharp blade. Corin held still for a moment though, his curiosity perhaps overriding his need for immediate resolution.

Their assailant spoke with a calmness that set her nerves on edge. “This won’t kill you, vampire, but it will take you down long enough for my men to finish you off. That isn’t our intention, but I assure you I won’t lose a night’s sleep over it.”

Jasmine placed a hand on his lower back, out of sight of the men. She was already flushed from hearing their assailant call to Corin with the same tone and inflection she’d just used. Never again would she allow him to lose face in front of others.

“Are you here on behalf of the Council?” Corin asked.

The dark-haired man jerked his head. “No. She’s wanted before Sijourn Vartan.”

Corin straightened and Jasmine heard a soft, “Fuck me” whisper from him. “What would Sijourn Vartan want with a woman not yet out of her transition?”

“I’m sure he’ll eventually let you know. If you’d please follow me?” Despite his pleasant words, he didn’t drop the barrel of the gun, but did shift his body in the direction of a waiting silver sedan. It idled at the curbside, the engine a mild purr of noise. Another car of the same make and model, down to the identical color, idled behind the first.

“Corin?” She tried to keep her voice steady, a thin disguise against traitorous nerves.

“I won’t let her blindly—”

“You don’t have much of a choice, Executioner,” the man snapped. “If Mr. Vartan wanted her dead, we wouldn’t be standing here like this.”

Corin threw back his head. From where she stood Jasmine couldn’t see the expression on his face. But the tension vibrating down his body told her enough. “Live to fight another day,” she said beneath her breath.

He gave a curt nod, taking her hand in his. Together they walked past the men, as if they were in charge and not the other way around. When one of the subordinates approached Corin, his sights on the weapon still glinting in the morning sun, he yanked his arm back and growled. “This you will not get so easily from me.”

Jasmine watched the minion raise a questioning brow to his leader, who gave him a dismissive expression. “Remember, vampire, we can take you down, whether you want to believe it or not.”

“I believe it,” he muttered as he helped her into the car.

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