Jennifer Armintrout Blood Ties 02 Possession

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Max scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the living room, to lay me on the couch. We ll get
some blood into you.
You could let the rest out of me. I tried to make it sound like a joke, but the horror of the suggestion
was evident on his face.
Don t say that. You re just upheaved by this whole ordeal. He squeezed my hand. I can t imagine
what you went through.
Hell. The word bubbled from my throat and I coughed, spilling wetness onto my lips. When I wiped it
away, I saw it was blood.
Max went to the kitchen and made a horrible racket. He hurried as if my life depended on it, and in a
way, I guess I was in danger. But it would take a lot more to kill me.
The floorboards in the hall creaked, and Nathan emerged from the shadows. His hair was still matted,
his skin marred by the sigils he d carved there in a time that seemed ages ago. But he was at least
half-dressed, in a pair of jeans, and the feral anger was gone from his eyes.
The tenderness on his face broke my heart as he stroked my hair back from my forehead with the palm
of his hand. Thank you.
It was no problem. It s still not the worst dinner party I ve been to. I smiled weakly, but inside I fell
apart. I loved him enough to sacrifice myself, at least symbolically, on the altar of his pain. While he
clearly appreciated my devotion, it was impossible for me to forget who he really wanted. I could never
be Marianne. And he wasn t ready to give her up.
And he knew that I knew. He lifted my hand in his and kissed my palm. Don t hate me.
I can t hate you. I love you too much. I didn t fight my tears any longer. He held me, but it was a
bittersweet comfort. Touching him, smelling him, feeling the pull of the blood tie between us wasn t
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enough. It would never be enough.
At least now we were acknowledging it.
The floorboards in the hall creaked again as Bella joined us. Max stepped out of the kitchen and Nathan
reluctantly let me go.
I wiped my eyes as I watched Bella ease open the door to my bedroom. After what I d seen and been
through, I didn t have the strength to explain why Cyrus was in our apartment. Maybe now isn t a good
time to
Where is he? Bella stepped into my room. The light clicked on and she swore.
Who is she talking about? Nathan asked as I used his shoulder for support to stand.
Before she returned with the folded paper in her hand, I knew where he d gone. There was no time to
shield Nathan s feelings. She s talking about Cyrus. And I know where he s heading.
Chapter 26 - Desperation
How could you have let him into my house? Nathan raged for the third time since our conversation had
started.
I took another hurried swig of blood as Max wrenched open the weapons closet. Inside, axes and
crossbows and sharpened stakes were stockpiled, as though we were planning a return trip to the dark
ages. Not that I d be good for much. I was still weak from blood loss, but I was quickly recovering.
Whatever strength I had to contribute, I would.
I ve already explained. He s human now, and we needed to keep him away from the Soul Eater.
Nathan was never one to see the big picture if it didn t suit him. I added that to the list of reasons I should
be glad we would never have a relationship other than the blood we shared.
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Max lifted an ax and handed it to me. My arm fell under the weight and the mug in my other hand tipped,
sloshing blood onto the floor. Max steadied me and took the ax back. You re not going, you re still too
weak. Bella and I will handle this.
Nobody is going, Nathan growled, pulling the weapon from Max.
I was of the opinion somebody was going to get killed if they didn t stop recklessly tossing axes around,
but I didn t interject that into the conversation.
You ve been off the scene for the duration of this mess, so maybe you don t understand what will
happen if the Soul Eater gets ahold of Cyrus. Max got right in Nathan s face, so they were almost
nose-to-nose. We don t have a lot of time to go over it in detail again, so I ll give you a brief summary.
Bad things will go down if the Soul Eater eats tonight!
Nathan dropped the ax to the floor with a clatter. I don t care, you re not going to go save him!
No one is going to be eaten tonight, Bella pointed out, not helping our cause at all. We do not know
that the Soul Eater is here in this town. His minions are, though, and I agree with Max and Carrie that we
should not let Cyrus fall into their hands.
Cyrus is reformed, I said, hating the way I sounded as if I was defending his past actions. But his
father is persuasive. If he turns him
I ll kill him and I ll make damn sure he stays dead this time. Nathan spun away. This isn t a
discussion. I m telling you, we are not going to save him.
Fine. I won t save him. I ll go kill the Soul Eater s guys. Max grabbed a larger ax from the closet and
hefted it over his shoulder as if daring Nathan to make a wrong move.
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Are you nuts? Macho posturing was one thing, but the Soul Eater had a seemingly endless retinue of
guards. Even Max, Bella and I together couldn t take out all of them. We ll get killed. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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