Armstrong, Kelley Otherworld 6 Broken

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I crept up beside Jeremy and whispered, Was it something you heard?
He hesitated, as if not certain himself, then shook his head. Not heard&
Give me a direction, and I ll get upwind.
He scanned the forest, but his eyes were unfocused. He hadn t seen, heard or smelled anyone. He d
sensed them, the same way he often did when we were hurt or in danger.
There, he said, pointing east. We ll loop around to the south. I don t want to get too far from the
others.
We d gone only about twenty feet when I caught the smell, not because our target was upwind, but
because we were so close.
I took a few slow steps. A shape moved through the trees only twenty feet away. As Jeremy touched
my arm, I recognized the scent.
Oh, I don t believe it, I muttered, shrugging off Jeremy s hand and striding forward.
Ele !
A grunt cut off Jeremy s cry. I turned to see him knocked off his feet. Clay ran forward, but stumbled
midway. As I dove for him, someone caught me by the shirt and yanked.
With a growl, I swung my elbow back to knock my attacker flying. Metal flashed, and I felt a prick a
small but sharp jab not at my chest or throat, but in the side of my stomach.
I heard a whimper, and felt it bubbling up from my throat.
Stay where you are, Mr. Danvers, a voice behind me said.
The tone, from that voice, was so unexpected that my brain blanked out.
I forced my gaze from the knife, expecting to see Clay ready to leap to my rescue. But Clay was on the
ground, crumpled face-first, not moving. Jeremy s gaze shot down to Clay s prone body. Fear darted
behind his black eyes.
Was Clay breathing? Oh, God, I couldn t tell.
Jeremy s gaze swung to the knife at my side. His fists twitched at his side, body tensing as he rocked
onto the balls of his feet
You know that isn t a wise idea, Mr. Danvers, Hull said behind me, the meekness gone from his voice.
You may be able to save her, but this knife will go into her belly the moment you move. I m sure you
understand what that means. No grandbaby to dandle on your knee. I mean grandbabies. I did overhear
that correctly, didn t I? Twins? A bark of a laugh. I must have done something right in my life pleased
some demon or deity to give me so rich a boon. Two full-blooded werewolf babes.
Clay let out a guttural moan.
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He s dying, you know, Hull said. Zombie scratches nasty things. Only way to help him now is to kill
the zombies. I could help with that. Another small laugh. After all, they aremy zombies.
That s what Shanahan had been saying just before he died that the sorcererhad made it into the portal.
My hair prickled as I remembered Shanahan, convulsing on the floor, dying almost instantly. Oh, God, if
Hull could do that
Wait. According to Paige, the problem with casting a strong spell was that it drained your power. The
stronger the spell, the greater the drain, which is why Hull had only used a simple knockback spell on
Jeremy.
And if Hull could do that to Shanahan, why hadn t he just used a spell against Clay to grab me earlier,
like out on the balcony last night? Something was making him cautious. Maybe, after a hundred years in a
dimensional portal, he was out of practice, or his spell power was still recharging.
So you ve been controlling them all along, I said, hoping to give Jeremy time to think. You came out
of the portal after they cleared the way.
Hull laughed. Cleared the way? I was out only minutes after my first zombie. You were too engrossed
in following him down the road to even notice. So I followed you. It seemed strange humans pursuing
the man instead of calling for help. So I cast a little spell, and discovered my good fortune. A pregnant
werewolf had opened my portal.
You weren t after me for the letter at all, I said.
The letter has served its purpose. You re the vessel of value now.
I am not exchanging Elena for Jeremy began.
You don t need to exchange your dear girl for anything. That s the beauty of my offer. You will get
both her and your boy back, healthy and sound. I ll even relinquish control of my zombies, so you can kill
them and close this portal. Like the letter, they were useful enough, but they ve quickly become more of
a hindrance. Take them with my blessing, close the portal, heal your boy there& everything you want.
In exchange for& ? Jeremy said.
No, I said through my teeth.
Hull chuckled. You already know what I m going to ask for, don t you? I wouldn t be so hasty with
your refusal, though. After all, I could take what I want now, with no deal& leave the portal open, let
your mate die, let you die with him&
What do ? Jeremy began.
No!
Hull turned the knife. At the movement, Jeremy s gaze dropped to my belly, and he paled.
A fair exchange, don t you agree? Two lives for two lives? It s a simple enough matter to take the
babes out early. You fancy yourself a doctor, don t you, Mr. Danvers? Or perhaps, if that other one isn t
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too upset with you, he ll undertake the task.
They Jeremy swallowed, as if his mouth was too dry to form words. The babies aren t far enough
along. They wouldn t live.
No matter. I don t need them alive. Even if I take them that way, they won t stay that way for long.
I didn t think. Couldn t think. I just reacted, howling, twisting, my elbow going up to smash
The knife dug into my belly.
As I froze, I heard Jeremy s voice, distant, barely piercing the roar in my ears, begging me to stop, to
hold still.
I stood shaking and gasping for breath. Hull laughed, but I ignored him and forced myself to look at
Jeremy. Again he mouthed something, and this time it was clear: Wait.
As Hull stopped laughing, a small crackle cut through the silence of the forest, too soft for Hull to hear.
Gaze still locked to mine, Jeremy dipped his chin, telling me yes, they were coming. His eyes were clear
and calm, panic gone. Seeing that, I felt my own fear drain.
Why offer this deal? Jeremy asked. His voice was even again, as collected as it had been when
negotiating with Shanahan and Tolliver. Time to distract, stall& and wait. If, as you pointed out, you can
take Elena and the babies now&
Too messy. Hull was equally nonchalant, even as blood trickled down my side. I like things tidy.
That s why I tried to resolve this without confrontation. Had you let her return to the hotel with me, you d
have saved yourself much unpleasantness. I m sure Mr. Shanahan would have preferred that. Now, I ll
settle for an offering freely given He repositioned the knife again, and I bit back a snarl. with the
promise of no retaliation to come.
I could smell Antonio and Nick now, coming closer.
But why the Jeremy faltered, then continued, voice as casual as he could make it. The babies.
What do you need them for? Surely not the experiment you were working on back in England.
Hull laughed. That would be rather coincidental, wouldn t it? No, they aren t for that though, thanks
to you, I may have found the final rare ingredient I need. This, however, is a simple matter of economics.
Had I ever considered the possibility of arriving here, a hundred years late, in another time, another
country, I would have made financial arrangements. No matter. Providence interceded, and I arrived to
find a woman pregnant with full-blooded werewolf twins. Some things never change, and such babes
would be a sorcery ingredient of untold potency, as rare as the mythical unicorn s horn. On the black [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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