Series-Few Are Angels Book #2
Author- Inger Iversen
What must he overcome to protect her?
With
no clue of what to do next and the responsibility of looking after Alex
and Mia as promised, Kale is up to his ears in problems and no
solutions. How will Kale save Ella, keep Alex and Mia safe, control Jace
as well as control the Bloodlust that creeps beneath the surface
waiting to be released? Will Kale be Ella’s savior or will he convict
her to a fate worse than the one Laurent has already promised her?
What truths will she learn?
Ella
knows that the choices she makes affects not only her but everyone else
around her, but what about the choices made to find her? Ella learns
the truth about the death of her parents, learns that the ones she
thought she could trust aren’t so trustworthy after all.
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1 (Kale)
My body ached, and that distressed me, but not more than the satisfying taste of blood on my tongue. Where had it come from, and where was I?
The stench of chemicals and sickness bombarded my senses. I got up, and my muscles groaned in complaint. I hadn’t felt a twinge of unease in years, and now I felt as though I were falling ill.
I closed my eyes and took a breath. I finally processed what had happened: another blackout. The sticky sweet substance that coated my lips and chin wasn’t from an animal this time, but from a human.
The blood was fragrant and fulfilling, but the hunger still burned beneath the surface. The change seemed imminent, and I was powerless to stop it.
I sought to save Ella, but in reality, I was probably an even bigger risk to her safety. How could I protect Ella from Laurent if I wasn’t even sure I could protect her from myself? I looked around again, this time seeking the source of the O neg that still had my taste buds tingling and my stomach pleading for more. Contrary to popular belief, blood type meant nothing to a full vampire, but each Chorý preferred a certain type. Ella was AB neg, and every whiff of her scent drove me wild.
I was in a hospital lab, and an intern lay before my feet by his desk. To my relief, he still had a pulse, even if it was a weak one. What stopped me from draining him completely? I could only assume I still had some semblance of control over the beast that was la Luxure.
I turned him over and checked his neck for teeth marks only to be surprised when I found none. I searched each side of his neck and then ventured toward his shoulders where I found the gash. I shook my head in disbelief that I had taken from him so viciously. He wasn’t dead and that was a relief. My cell rang and I sprang up and placed the phone to my ear.
“Is this the legendary Kale Grey?” The unfamiliar voice on the other end of the line gave a low rumbling laugh.
I used my shoulder to keep the phone to my ear and picked up the intern’s feet and dragged him out of sight of the double doors. “Infamous, maybe.”
I chuckled as I thought of the names that I’d been called over the years. “Legendary” was not one of them. Leech, treacherous parasite, and—the least creative but most used—blood-sucker. There was no originality but it was still amusing. “Who is this?”
I placed the intern in a chair and glanced again at the gash on his shoulder. The blood had started to dry around the wound, so I went to the door, cracking it open to glance around. The hallway was empty.
I went back to the young man. His face was pale, and his breathing was shallow. I was lucky that he was alive; I pulled my up sleeve to bite my wrist and smiled.
“Funny. Yeah, well, I’m sitting here at my girlfriend’s house, wondering when she’s coming home.”
I had more important things to worry about than some stranger’s relationship. “Can you tell me why you think I care?” I asked, then bit my wrist and placed it to the wound on the intern’s shoulder. The healing was instantaneous.
“Because when Mia comes home, I am going to rip her throat out for her betrayal.”
A click signaled the end of the call.
I placed the phone back in my pocket and cursed. I’d forgotten about the Chorý that was left behind, the one that Alex asked me to take care of. I left the hospital and headed back to the cottage to pick up my vehicle.
About this Author:
Inger
Iversen lives in Virginia Beach with her tree-hugging boyfriend Joshua
and her overweight lap cat Max. When not reading or writing she spends
her time watching reruns of True Blood or killing zombies in Call Of
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Thanks for the post Christina! :)
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