Retribution (Keeping Liberty Book 4) by Delilah Mohan

Author:Delilah Mohan [Mohan, Delilah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

LENIN

I made true on my promise to worship Liberty in the garden under the moonlight. Her body a masterpiece of curves that I could not help but lust over. The moonlight recharged her, made her cheeks flush, her body energized, her power heightened. I knew soon she would be ready, ready for what was to come. When she could absorb no more of what the moon had to offer, I ignored her objections and carried her to bed.

Tea. I needed tea. My mind was a jumble, and I ached for the clarity that the leaves and herbs brought me. I longed to rid my mind of my vision. To free my heart of the knowledge of what was to come. It would break her if she knew, and though it was weeks away, I already could not handle the ache her heart would hold.

Fire.

Smoke.

Ashes sifting through Liberty’s fingers.

The building crumbling around us.

No. If I did not acknowledge the vision, then maybe it would not come to fruition. But I knew I could not neglect the images the fates had gifted me. It was there to be seen. The torture of knowledge was mine.

I searched the cupboard for the perfect cup to match how I was feeling. To match the desperation I was feeling. To eliminate how unprepared I was for the viewing that had happened tonight. There were times when seeing the future was a blessing, but tonight I felt cursed. Cursed with words I could not speak and warnings I could not give.

I pushed a teacup aside, reaching for another. You would think with the vast collection of cups the previous owner had accumulated, I would find one, just one to portray the mood that has hovered over me. I reached as far back as the cabinet went, grabbing a cup blindly from the back and pulling it forward.

Floral with gold accents.

I clenched my fist without thinking further, crushing the floral piece to shards so fine it was nearly sand in my hand. I opened my fist, watching the fine pieces fall to the floor. My palm bled, blood dripping down my wrist and trailing down my forearm.

“That was antique.”

I spun around, coming face to face with Ellis. My heart pounded, but my words froze. I didn’t know what to say. I breathed in and licked my lips, then said, “I had lost my temper.”

He laughed. Always the one to laugh. “It appears so. You’re up late.”

I did not feel like sharing about the copulation under the moon, and I suspected that the vampires did not require details of such things. “I was making tea.”

“I noticed.”

“You are awake as well,” I pointed out, trying to deflect from myself and the mess I just made.

“I was working on something,” he admitted, his fingers scratching the back of his neck. Do you- do you want to see?”

He seemed unsure of the offer, but I was curious why he had come in so dirty in the late-night hours. I approached the sink, turning on water before rinsing the blood off my hand and arm.

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