The ticks managed to stretch their lead from the hour and a half they had at the start of the pack’s run through the Door to a nearly eight hour lead by nightfall. Tank decided to push on. The richness of the blessings in Nimala meant that not even the pups being overseen by his second were yet tired, and the moon was full, giving plenty of light. Continue reading “Vradin, Chapter Thirty-Two”
The delay in crossing over put the pack nearly an hour and a half behind the vampires. The tracks showed that there were only two of them, and they were trading the burden of Zoe’s weight between them. On one hand, that was good. Forty vradin in a knock down fight versus two Night Kind was thirty nine vradin of over kill. On the other, it was bad. Two Night Kind could run faster scared than even one vradin could run wicked pissed. Continue reading “Vradin, Chapter Thirty-One”
Waking up sucked. For one, there was a lot of light around me, stabbing into my eyes like (dare I say it?) knitting needles (shudder). Seriously, knitting needles — especially those aluminum ones that are so cheap in the craft stores — are dangerous. They’re just blunt enough to hurt that much more when a person with sufficient strength decides to use them like a shiv to the kidneys. I have to admit, the whole learning how to find dangerous items in every day objects had not done wonders for my nerves. Continue reading “Vradin, Chapter Thirty”
Aiden leaned back on his seat, watching a pair of small fey insects at their courting dance. He wasn’t really paying attention to the light balls, but it afforded him an aloof look while he listened to the report of trespass within the monthaime. Continue reading “Vradin, Chapter Twenty-Nine”
Tank got the text from Zoe, complete with pretty picture, and felt the blood chill in his veins. She had captured a pair of night kind driving a silver Honda Civic pulling up to the gas station in her photo. Tank was in the beemer and heading after her while he tried to get her on the line to warn her of the danger, but she did not answer his call. She did not send him another text. Continue reading “Vradin, Chapter Twenty-Eight”
From Federal Way, I took the back way down through Auburn and near the Supermall to hop on to Highway 167 South. I wanted time to think, Continue reading “Vradin, Chapter Twenty-Seven”
We had agreed that Jody and I would stay with Tank for a week and “reassess” after that. Jody decided that she wanted her space after six days without any sign of the creepy guys. Tank and I were a little too much involved in the whole bunny humping thing, and he encouraged me to bring over more and more of my things. Continue reading “Vradin, Chapter Twenty-Six”
My doctor’s appointment went pretty much the way the emergency room staff had expected: I was cleared to return to light duty for two weeks, and if everything went well, all restrictions would be lifted after that.
Joe was happy to hear that, because it meant that I would be at work in four days. We had agreed that the original plan of me working the shit shift would actually be in my own best interests, recuperation-wise. That it also gave Tank and me more time to boink like bunnies did have some small weight in my consideration, but, really, honestly it was for my own health. Okay, my own healthy sex life.
I didn’t even think about condoms until the next morning. The sex with Tank curled my toes and brought mini-gasms like a muther just from the memory of it. I also felt healthier, stronger, and like the world was this beautiful dance that I could not screw up. Continue reading “Vradin, Chapter Twenty-Four”
The detectives asked some very detailed questions of Tank and myself, and they went back over the statements that Jody and I gave last night to “clear up” some vagueness in what the responding officer wrote in his report. They asked a couple questions about our interactions with my cousin, but nothing that seemed all that ominous. Continue reading “Vradin, Chapter Twenty-Three”