The Vampire Hunter and the Heiress (Chronicles of GHOST Book 1) by Shari L. Tapscott & Jake Andrews

Author:Shari L. Tapscott & Jake Andrews [Tapscott, Shari L. & Andrews, Jake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

“Several of our hunters reside in the dormitory right now,” Benjamin explains as we walk down the long hall. “I’m afraid the few larger apartments are occupied. The only available rooms are small.”

We pause in front of a door with a brass-plated number seventeen on it, and Benjamin slips a key into the lock. He pushes it open, allowing me to go in first.

The window faces south, and the curtains are open, letting in sunshine. Over the glass, decorative swirls of iron protect the room from intrusion.

I swallow, remembering the incident at the hotel all too well.

We’re on the second floor, as we were that night, but my quarters aren’t as luxurious. They feel safer, though.

The wooden floors are scuffed but clean. A wardrobe stands in the corner. The white paint is chipped in a few places, but it looks like it’s well made.

A light blueish gray quilt covers the small bed. The headboard is painted to match the wardrobe. A chest rests at its foot, with a tan blanket folded and waiting.

There’s a small writing desk on the wall opposite the bed. A quill sits in an inkwell atop it, waiting to be used.

But there are no homey touches—no art or knickknacks. I suppose if you were staying here very long, you’d add those yourself.

“The women’s washroom is down the hall to the right.” Benjamin gives the space an uncertain look. “Do you think this will be all right?”

“It’s fine,” I assure him. “But what about you? Will you be all right?”

“It feels a little ridiculous to stay here when my home is not ten minutes away, but Arthur’s right—there’s nowhere safer than the guild.”

I run my hand over the bedspread. It’s soft. “I must admit I’m disappointed.”

He turns, giving me his full attention. “I know this isn’t ideal, but right now—”

“It’s not that. I was just hoping to visit your home—see you in your natural environment.” I look up. “I wanted to discover what books you have on your bookshelf, if you have any pets, what color you’ve painted your walls, and how many umbrellas you keep in your stand. I want to know who Mr. Oliver is when he’s not climbing on top of trains and fighting deadly vampires.”

Benjamin looks at me, wearing that befuddled expression again. After a moment, he says, “I don’t own an umbrella.”

I laugh, turning when there’s a knock on the open door.

“Arthur mentioned you’d be staying here for a bit.” Catriona holds a jar of cut sunflowers and chrysanthemums.

The woman could be mistaken for a ballerina. Just from looking at her, I’d never guess she could slay a monster, much less teach someone else how to do it.

I remember what Felix said about her pining for Benjamin, and I glance at him, unsure. But she’s not looking at Benjamin. She’s smiling at me, offering the jar. “I thought you might like something to brighten up the space a bit. When I first came as a trainee, I was horribly homesick in my tiny, neutral room.

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