The Vampire's Mark 2: Hell Storm (Reverse Harem Romance) by Rachel Jonas

Author:Rachel Jonas [Jonas, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-14T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Corina

What is this place?

The last thing I recalled was the sting of a dart entering my neck, and now I was waking up in a strange room.

Or rather … we were waking up in a strange room.

I blinked through an overwhelming haze, squinting into the glare of a single, overhead light. Levi was a bit more coherent than I, and I accepted his hand when he offered it to help me stand.

“Are you okay?”

His stare was intense until I answered with a nod. “I think so.” Peering up, my eyes met his. “Do you know who did this?”

My heart sank as he shook his head. “No, but I can assure you it’s roamers. Ianites would never behave so barbarically.”

I was in no mood to point out the irony of his statement, so I stayed quiet while he felt his pocket, sighing as something dawned on him.

“And they’ve taken all my belongings as well, which means I have no way to even notify anyone of our whereabouts.”

A thought occurred to me suddenly. “Your powers!” I blurted. “Is there anything you can do? I don’t know … remove the door, maybe?” I wasn’t even sure he could do that, but recalled the power he exerted to move me in the woods tonight, and how he’d strung the roamers from a tree. It seemed worth suggesting.

“Can’t,” he sighed. “Whatever was in that dart dampened my abilities. At least for now.”

This just kept getting better.

The fall I’d taken was bad enough, but then to be drugged and locked in some foreign place left me even more disoriented. However, a few things were clear. I only needed to do a quick scan of the room to understand what sort of facility this was. With its aged, padded floor and walls, solitary cot beneath a barred window high above, and reinforced door.

An asylum—one long abandoned.

It’d been years since humans were brought to places like these. As Ianites became more detached from our kind, their ‘primitive’ ancestors, they no longer saw the need to accommodate our infirmities. It became common for those with failing mental health to simply be put down, instead of dedicating resources and personnel to run places like these. From what I’d heard, the last institution was shut down nearly one-hundred years ago. And considering the condition of our surroundings—aged and outdated, but somehow relatively clean—that valuation sounded about right. Still, I was desperate to know who’d taken the time to repurpose a facility like this?

And for what reason?

Levi surveyed the space, letting his gaze settle on the door straight ahead—the only way into or out of this room. A panicked stare met mine and the urgency within it made my heart race.

“Someone’s coming,” he whispered.

Instinctively, I squeezed his hand tighter and didn’t complain when he positioned his body in front of mine.

The unnerving metallic screech sent a chill down my spine when the lock disengaged. I was both curious and terrified of who would enter; keeping my eyes stretched wide when the door flung open, and two large figures stepped inside.

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