Nexus Tear (Laments of Angels & Dark Chemistry Book 2) by Meg Xuemei X

Author:Meg Xuemei X [Xuemei X, Meg]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Silver Wheel Publishing
Published: 2014-12-10T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

In her white mansion on Sphinxes, Lucienne sat in the corner of a bathtub made of Caijou gemstone. Ancient Chinese, Arabs, and Egyptians believed the gemstone stored over one hundred million years of healing energy from the earth and the universe. She pulled up her knees, her arms embracing them. Cold streams sheeted down her midnight hair and creamy face.

Soon she would have to put Marloes and the other eighty-three warriors underground. They would lie next to Orlando, Cam, and many others, sharing homes with dirt, insects, and grass. They would never rise again. Never fight with her again. Never see Eterne.

While she couldn’t do anything for the dead, she had also left Vladimir’s life to hang by a single thread in the Sealers’ lair.

All the valuable lives were wasted and she came back empty-handed. There was no cure for Ashburn’s fever. She would have to resort to the one method he would never forgive her for—link the Eye of Time to him. He’d rather die than be taken over by that entity. Though the predator part of her was tempted to do just that to him, she chose to respect his wishes.

She had changed in many ways.

Lucienne wiped water and tears from her eyes and rose from the tub.

Quickly changing to a pale blue sweater dress with the hem down to her ankles, she entered her secret chamber.

Light flooded from the ceilings.

She scanned her collections and crossed the room toward the stone table. On its top was the black crystal box that held the Eye of Time.

Regardless of the anxiety she felt to be away from it, she had put the Eye inside the box after it tried to manipulate her to link it to Ashburn. She was no longer confident of her willpower against it.

She opened the crystal box and reached for the necklace, craving to have it around her neck once more, longing for the weight of the Eye of Time against her skin.

Closing her eyes for a moment and blowing out a breath, she withdrew her hand and slammed shut the crystal box.

She was going to check on Ashburn. If she carried the Eye of Time, she might let it go after him when she saw him.

She had promised him, “I’ll never let it take you.”

Ashburn was asleep when Lucienne arrived at the Sphinxes’ medical facilities.

“He’ll be out for a while,” Dr. Wren said bitterly.

He had a black eye. Lucienne wondered how he got it.

“We injected him with a sedative,” Dr. Wren added.

“For his fever?” She frowned. “Are you sure a tranquilizer will work?”

“For his violent behavior,” he said. “The boy jumped out of bed like a lunatic, screaming that you were in grave danger, and that he wouldn’t let his only mate die. He darted out of this room, claiming he needed to rescue you. He punched me when I tried to stop him. No one has ever punched me.” The doctor lifted his chin up for Lucienne to have a better view of his bruised eye.

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