Font Size:  

I followed in McCloud’s wake, wondering who this vampire really was and what he now meant to my life, because our bond sure seemed more than skin deep. I’d felt intense emotion, and Carden had appeared, and it terrified me more than any Draug ever had.

Fleeing the island was apparently impossible. Escaping one’s bonded vampire felt inconceivable.

THE DAY OF THE DANCE arrived and, as expected, my moment came to dance the Paso Doble. Alcántara held me on the dance floor, leading me, shooting me wicked grins, and calling me querida as if nothing had happened, though, of course, something had.

Like, things really had.

I felt Carden’s eyes on me. I sensed him from all the way across the room where he was leaning against the wall with a sort of amused disdain, as though he knew a secret nobody else did. He was easy with his smiles, and Guidons swarmed him like a bunch of cats eyeing an open can of tuna.

I told myself the jangly feeling in my belly wasn’t jealousy.

I’d helped save him—I should be happy. Mission accomplished. I was a company girl now—an agent in the fight of good against evil…or at least evil and a worse evil.

So why wasn’t I happier?

I should’ve felt triumph. Word had gone around that my mission had been a success, and the Guidons were giving me a wide berth. Another girl in my circle had died—this time a friend—and once more it hadn’t been me.

Yet the only thing I felt was alone. I was rudderless, at sea. And I couldn’t help the nagging suspicion that the vampires who’d trained me weren’t entirely what they appeared.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com