Lure (Marko Delacroix #3) by Alaska Angelini

Author:Alaska Angelini [Angelini, Alaska]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-28T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Hunter

I was lost, spiraling down some vortex of right and wrong. It was pulling at my psyche, twisting and morphing what I felt I should and shouldn’t do. I couldn’t deny the relief I felt with Marko free of his cell, but I wasn’t naïve to the fact that he was still the enemy. He just wasn’t the one raping me on a nightly basis.

With Sayer gone, I found myself sleeping like the dead. But it didn’t keep me safe from the nightmares. They haunted my mind with visions of dead soldiers, ones who now looked up with Sayer’s face. Suddenly, I realized they weren’t dead at all. Not only did I endure the violations during consciousness, he stole my sanity in my dreams as well. I woke up sick, rushing to the restroom. And Tessa was witnessing it all. She flew forward in an attempt to sit, pulling at the cuffs like the savage creature she truly was. My flight had jolted her vampire awake and the first thing she’d tried to do was attack. I heard the growls as I slammed the door shut and I thanked God Marko had checked on her earlier and restrained her before he left.

I flushed the toilet, making my way to the sink. The toothbrush I’d been provided sat in a pale blue plastic holder and I took it out, trying to block Sayer’s bared fangs from my mind as I began to brush. Nothing I did or thought could make what I’d been through go away. I was still sore. Still healing from his last rape, which was sometime in the middle of the night a few days ago. I hadn’t even heard or felt him make his way to the couch where I was sleeping. I thought by regaining my rosary and dagger I’d be safe. Now I knew why he didn’t mind me having them. Unaware, he easily caught me off-guard, catching me with his eyes.

I was powerless. Prey. Yes, that’s what Tessa had once called herself, and she was right. And so was Marko, whether I wanted to admit it or not. Food. That’s all I was to these vampires. And Tessa…her admitting the truth just wouldn’t leave me. My faith kept me hoping she would pull through and eventually remember who she was and what we shared, but I was starting to think it was impossible. Maybe Marko was right. Maybe I had killed her the day I convinced her to change.

Tears streamed down my cheeks and I wiped them away, not caring anymore if it made me appear weak. In this moment, I was…lost.

I opened the door, watching Tessa pull against the cuffs. She wasn’t herself right now, if I could say she even had a sense of self, which she really didn’t—not one that stuck around anyway. It broke my heart, just like it did every day. How much of this could I endure?

“You…come.”

She’d spoken more, but it was in French. I didn’t have the brainpower to decipher it at the moment.

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