Legacy of Blood (Book #4 in the Skye Morrison Vampire Series) by J.L. McCoy

Legacy of Blood (Book #4 in the Skye Morrison Vampire Series) by J.L. McCoy

Author:J.L. McCoy [McCoy, J.L.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: J.L. McCoy
Published: 2013-02-16T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fifteen

“You are definitely a unique individual, Miss Morrison,” Ruarc continued, “but we see no cause to end your life at this time. You successfully passed our tests and you did it with dignity and a strength that impressed us all. Your skills are quite desirable, I must say. Would you ever consider fighting for the side of good and joining the Army of An Dilis?”

I felt my jaw drop and I stared at him like he had just grown an extra leg. “Are you serious? I’m just a bartender. And besides, I didn’t think you had any women in your Army.”

“We don’t. You would be the exception to the rule.”

What? That’s crazy! The thought of being around Oleif all the time made me immediately baulk at the idea. “As flattering as your proposition is, sir,” I sighed, “I just want to go back to my normal life.”

“I’m afraid that’s impossible, Miss Morrison,” Ruarc shook his head. “You are a vampire now. Your life is going to drastically change whether you are ready for it or not. Don’t forget there is still the matter of Amun to handle. We won’t discuss it now, but I will be in touch with Archer later today. We will formulate a game plan, involving you, to take down Amun. Get some rest. You’re going to need it.”

I bit my bottom lip and tried to hold down my anxiety. “Seven days, Skye. And you had better be wearing the presents I left for you when you come to me.” Remembering Amun’s words brought me back to my new reality. Some ancient asshole monster was gunning for my hand in marriage and the blood of my maker and new family. Renewed feelings of anger coursed through me and I nodded my head. “I’m looking forward to it, sir.”

“I bet you are,” he nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He turned to his men and barked out an order in Gaelic. I watched as they all turned and flashed up the stairs, leaving the room empty except for me and Hagan.

I leaned forward and put my forehead to the cold, polished cement floor in relief. It’s over. It’s all over. I get to live. Hagan reached down and patted my shoulder. “I told you he was a fair asshole.”

With a tired chuckle, I let him pull me up and escort me upstairs. When I got to the foyer, I saw Archer shaking Ruarc’s hand.

“I’ll be in touch, Fearchar,” Ruarc bowed his head. “Take care of our girl.”

My eyes widened in surprise at his words. It seemed Ruarc now saw me as an asset and the revelation was stunning. To go from potentially being killed to liked in the space of a heartbeat sent my head reeling.

I watched Hagan escort him out the front door and I turned to Archer. We stared at each other for a few tense seconds, absorbing that I was actually still alive, before I smiled and ran to him.



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