Kept: The lost vampire journals book 4 (The Kept Series) by Helen Allan

Author:Helen Allan [Allan, Helen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hell West Press
Published: 2020-02-18T16:00:00+00:00

8

I sense him before I see him.

My arms rise in goosebumps; my breath quickens, and I don’t hesitate to plunge myself into his outstretched arms.

“Thank God,” he breathes into my hair, “thank God.”

“I’m OK,” I shudder, pressing myself into his hard, muscular body, revelling in the feel of his arms once more holding me, “I’m OK.”

“I killed the last one,” he leans back, kissing me lightly on the cheeks, the forehead, the nose, the ears and finally, the lips, “you are safe now.”

I squeeze my eyes shut and shudder once again.

I’d only been hiding in the alley for a few minutes, catching my breath after my dash from the church and the vampire assassins who pursued me, but he had managed within that short space of time to take out my would-be murderers and find me.

I close my eyes tight, but can’t stop the replay of events. The blood, the screams, the sheer violence of the assault. It was one thing to see the aftermath of a vampire attack, like when I had found James’ body. It was another thing entirely to witness it unfold before my eyes.

“Tell me,” he whispers, “say it once and then let it go.”

I nod.

“There were three of them. They burst into the church, they took off Monsieur Levac’s head almost instantly, but Benjamin and Prudence, they, they fought hard. Benjamin was outclassed and outnumbered. They were too strong, and so fast, so very fast. We left him. He told us to run.”

I sob and begin to shake all over, but I keep talking, I want it all out now, nothing left inside my head to plague me with nightmares. “Prudence helped me escape, she went back, to give me time to run further, hide. The vampires wanted to kill us all, me included.”

“Prudence? You mean the huntress?”

“Yes.”

“She escaped.”

I breathe a sigh of relief.

Before she and I had parted company, we had run until I could run no more and then hidden in an alley just like this one. She had pressed upon me her phone number and made me repeat after her several times where I needed to take the weapon, when I recovered it, before she ran back to the church. Knowing that at least one of the Hunters had survived somehow made me feel like all had not been lost, like I still had a chance to help, to redeem myself, to do as I had promised Monsieur Levac.

“And Benjamin?” I ask, “the Hunter left in the church?”

“He is finished.”

“Dead?”

He nods, and I clutch him closer, suddenly aware of a lump between us – the bracelet, hidden in my pocket where I had shoved it just as the attack began.

“Why, Josephine?” he groans, his head buried in my neck, “why are you still here? I told you to leave, told you it wasn’t safe.”

“I…” I pause, it sounds ridiculous now to admit I stayed to find information I could easily have found on the world-wide-web. “I had something important I needed to do.

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