The Death Prophecy (The Oracle Series Book 2) by N.J Cooper

Author:N.J Cooper [Cooper, N.J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-19T05:00:00+00:00

~ 17 ~

Wyatt took the lead on their suicide mission to slip into the volunteers. He urged her forward so he brung up the rear of the line, that was being ushered into the building. They had been able to discreetly move through the town to the vans since it was so

bright and most of the curtains on the buildings were shut, but now it was the hard part. Remaining unrecognized. She trusted Wyatt though and followed the others up the stone steps where they lined up to go into the blood bank. Most of them were dishevelled and twitching, their eyes darting around, their hands shaking as they bit on their nails or patted their ragged clothes down. These were regulars and addicted. Most had a human form, but there were a couple of forms she didn’t even recognize. Kyla looked back at Wyatt for reassurance, trying to keep her head as low as possible and copy the addict’s actions slightly. She didn’t want to stand out to the guards, who were centaurs of course and all it would take was a call through from Shemar or Orion. She just had to hope that they had enough sense not to dob her in quite yet. Wyatt nodded with a slight smirk and indicated her to move forward with the others. They all moved through the door and Kyla had to use a lot of control not to gasp. The bank was cold and sterile, a hospital like freshness to the air and the chill of the huge space had her shivering. She stepped forward taking everything in awe. Everyone who walked past had fangs, white skin and bright red eyes. What she would expect from vampires and yet they were paired by weak creatures of all kinds. The creatures who went past her had a dazed look about them, with blood dripping from their neck wounds. Some had arm bands instead and despite all that, it was the openness of the blood taking that got her. She tried not to cringe at the sight, but it was hard. Chairs were in even intervals around the room with flimsy, clear plastic curtains to contain them as they were either sucked from directly or attached to machines that were siphoning the blood from their systems. Vampires in white coats pushed carts of blood around with labels and clip boards and Kyla had to stop herself from gagging. Blood as a currency was a lot to take in and she suddenly didn’t want to risk her blood becoming a part of that. She wasn’t sure if Wyatt sensed her hesitancy or whether he noticed the colour drain from her face but either way, as they grouped by a desk to fill out paperwork, he urged her to the front, his hand on her lower back to ground her. She pushed through, grabbing the pen with a shaking hand. The vampire woman sitting behind the desk was entering the previous donors’ details in the computer as Wyatt stepped up next to her and filled his own in beside her.

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