The moment Sebastian's mind touched mine, he hissed in concern.Sydlynn, he sent. What's happened?I filled him in as fast as I could, telling him about the vampire attack.And the touch was enough to shatter the virus's prison? Sebastian's sympathy was powerful, as was his doubt and curiosity. But you are you yet, I can feel it. How is this possible?Because I'm whole again, the vampire told him. Thanks to you, Sebastian.Another rapid conversation, and while Sebastian's concern faded somewhat, he didn't completely release it.I would like to spend more time speaking with both of you, he sent. But for now, you're correct. This situation takes precedence. You believe this clan is feeding from your friends? He paused, considered. I didn't argue, just enjoying the silkiness of his mind. I'd always had a girl-crush on Sebastian, even his mental touch full of deliciousness I had to shield against so he wouldn't feel it.Embarrassing enough, I still woke from the odd dream seeing him
Charlotte insisted on standing guard outside my door while Sassafras, Liam and I talked over what happened and tried to make plans. Hard to do without having all the answers we needed. And really, my best plans usually involved just jumping in with all the fire power I could muster and hoping for the best.Sassafras finally left us to go see Mom. We decided he was the best choice."Though I doubt she'll listen to me, either," he said. "But I'll try."I felt a momentary pang of guilt over Meira. I'd promised I'd go visit her that night, but, with everything that was happening, I just couldn't. I sat on the edge of my bed, letting out a big gust of air and a gentle caress to my sister's mind.Sorry, Meems. I have to bail on you.It's okay. I could feel others with her, hear giggling. Sassy hadn't been kidding. Was my little sister turning into some kind of party maven? And on a school night?Her laugh tinkled in my head as she caught my shock. Night, Mom. Another giggle.Smart ass
Liam was gone by the time I returned to my room, Charlotte remaining a respectful distance behind me. Nice of her. Either that or she just wanted to avoid my temper.I stood there in my dorm, brain running in a circle before I turned and left again. This was ridiculous. I had to sort it out and the only way to do that was to talk to Liam.We were friends. The kiss was just a mistake, a slip up. I'd hash it out with my Sidhe friend and then go shove it in Quaid's face.Part of me ached with sympathy for Quaid. He'd never known real love, not as a child, a toy and a power source in the hands of the Moromonds, then a spy among the Dumonts searching for the means to avenge his parent's deaths. The only time he'd ever come in contact with people who really cared about him was in my family, and those moments were brief. I knew he was a good person, deep down. He'd proven it to me over and over again, between bouts of jerkishness. But was the damage done too profound for him to move past?
Of course Maurice didn't want to let me in, but I was in no shape to listen, to pay attention. My demon, still raging and hurting, shoved him aside as I forced my way into Mom's quarters, calling for her in mind and voice.I just really needed my mother to hug me and let me cry and tell me everything was going to be all right. Because if she did, if that happened, I knew everything would be.Not how things turned out.Mom stormed out of her office, her fury apparent, power slamming into me and bringing me to a rocking halt. "Sydlynn Thaddea Hayle!" She blocked off my attempt to reach her with my mind, the slap of her power so harsh it broke through my desperate grief and made everything clear again. "You cannot just barge in here and demand attention any time you want it!"I gaped at her, her anger the final blow my heart could take."You're not a little girl anymore," Mom said. "If you have a problem, deal with it."Everything I was feeling suddenly shattered outward, shards of
What were the Dumont brothers doing with my friends? I kicked myself as I considered the possibilities-and failed to realize I should have been watching the clubhouse for them to leave as well as enter. We could have had the pair of them instead of now chasing them for the second time that night, this time in worse company.At least in my opinion.I was so grateful for the chance to focus on a disaster I eagerly dove into the veil, almost forgetting Charlotte who lunged to grip my hand at the last second. Kudos to her for not saying anything, and not judging me even for an instant. I could tell from the calm and steady look on her face when we emerged onto Holyoke nothing had changed for her.Naturally, I arrived the moment Rupe and Simon passed through the door, Jean Marc and Kristophe right behind them. Was it just me or did they seem hesitant? Maybe Darin was widening his net to include witches he deemed worthy.Which said nothing for his taste.I was about to turn to Sassafras
The dark basement, stone walls weeping with moisture, was full of more bodies, though most of these had their own wits about them. Charlotte hissed, crouching as the wolf inside her reacted to the dozen or so vampires who lurked around the edges of the large space, though the leader, the vamp I recognized from the attack on me in the Yard and from just earlier that night as he escorted my friends into the house the first time, stood next to Ameline on her left as though they were friends. If the evil-to-the-core witch had friends. Most likely she was simply using him and would discard him when it was convenient for her.Or whenever he became inconvenient.About another dozen witches, all young, hovered behind Darin who stood at Ameline's right hand. The smile on his face, so twisted he lost all semblance of humanity, made me want to shove it through the back of his head.Couldn't wait, actually.Only two thralled subjects remained amid all the magic users and creatures in that base
I thought she might do it, succeed at killing Ameline, save me the trouble, but the moment Mia came close to her hated rival, red energy flared. My friend impacted the barrier, her lavender family magic zinging against the blood power, throwing her back toward me.Toward us.Sunny caught her, eased her to the ground, a little stunned, but unharmed. I was certain if she wasn't a coven leader, if she didn't have all the family magic at her disposal, Mia would be charcoal. Instead she staggered to her feet, eyes blazing with insanity."Give him BACK!"For a moment I couldn't believe what I'd heard. Him? Ameline was about to try to take over the world and Mia was focused on Rupe? Until I understood her state, the importance she'd placed on him, on the guy she knew as Blood, probably the first person she'd ever met who loved her and didn't judge her or try to make her be someone she wasn't. To Mia, Rupe was a lifeline, her reason for being.Which meant we were in big trouble. Because f
I knew there was nothing I could do against so much blood magic, but no way was I giving up, not now, not ever.My Sidhe power held her back as Ameline drew in the rush of magic suddenly available to her, flooding the basement with a mist of red stinging my eyes and skin and making my lungs ache. Shaylee cried out, tried to flee from the touch of the cloud as we all, my demon and Sidhe princess and I, realized what it was at the same moment-not just magic, but blood itself, infused with power and suspended and feeding Ameline with every single pinprick of it when it touched exposed skin or reached our lungs.Which meant it was attacking everyone in the room. Yes, even the vampires themselves, Ameline's so-called allies now crumpling with horrible cries, their skin seeming to weep red where the mist touched them. Piotr collapsed to the damp stone, one hand reaching for Sunny.She, at least, wasn't down for the count yet, thanks to my shielding, but I was weakening too fast, more and