Crimson Dawn

Crimson Dawn by Ronnie Massey Read Free Book Online

Book: Crimson Dawn by Ronnie Massey Read Free Book Online
Authors: Ronnie Massey
rages.
     
    I try my damnedest to curb my own blood lust before it gets out of control, but the smell of Irulan's blood laid out like that could blow my control to hell.. Human blood sustains, but Extras blood inflames us. It's like pitting ground round against the rarest Kobe beef. The smell, the taste, the power laced throughout the blood. There is no comparison.
     
    Shaking my head to refocus my thoughts, I looked down at Irulan, "Promise me you'll never do that again. You’re my best friend. I can’t feed on you like a common bagger.” Irulan made an unladylike snort in the back of her throat, and a soft breeze began lifting her up until she was eye to eye with me.
     
    "Believe me sweetheart, nothing about me is common." Again, she pulled her hair to one side of her neck and again I tried to run, but this time she held me in place with an invisible barrier. "You need this if you’re going to have any hope of capturing Tristan with you unharmed. As much as I hate to admit it, your father is right. You'd be far stronger than you are if you'd take blood from me.” She brought a sharp manicured nail to her neck and drew it across, a swell of blood bubbled to the surface in its wake.
     
    My fangs dropped, and I had closed the distance between us to a few millimeters before I snapped back into myself. "I can't, and if you make me, it's going to change things between us, Irulan, not in a good way either."
     
    "Besides,” I added on pained breaths, "The power would be fleeting, it wouldn't last. Sidhe and Vampire blood-ties aren't strong enough for the power boost to be permanent."
     
    I searched her face for some sign of what she was going to do. The silence that was hanging in the air was totally sickening by the time she released me from the hold she had on me.
     
    She eased us both to the ground and didn't say a word as she loaded our bags into the trunk of my car giving me the time I needed to compose myself. After she set the alarm, she finally turned and motioned me to get in the car. "I thought you told that clod, Priest, that you were going to meet him at the CMS in two hours. That's clear across town. We’d better hurry."
     
    I usually enjoy driving and take my time getting to work but considering the fact that I'd been to the center once today, and what just happened between Irulan and me, it's no wonder I made it in record time.
     
    Priest was leaning against the side of a Ford Escape when I pulled in next to him. He had a goofy, lopsided sneer plastered to his face until he realized I wasn't in the car alone.
     
    Irulan transferred our bags while Priest looked back and forth between the two of us. I tried to take the few moments of solitude to clear my head, but the clod's banging on my window killed that right quick. I rolled down the window with an exasperated sigh, "What gives, Priest? I'm here. We can get going in few. Gimme a sec, will you?"
     
    He snatched open my door and pointed a thumb in Irulan's direction, "The hell I will. What gives with the broad? It's just supposed to be the two of us working this case. Is she even on the payroll? I've never seen her before."
     
    Irulan was on Priest before I had a chance to respond. "It's bad business to talk about a woman like she's not even in the room.” The air crackled with power as the ground around Priest began to shake, and two ropes of metal flew out of the earth to wrap themselves around him dragging him down until he was up to his knees in the uprooted concrete and dirt.
     
    The flow of profanity that ran out of his mouth didn't relent until Irulan ran her thumb across his lip. In an instant, his voice was gone, his face contorting into a mask of pure rage.
     
    I had to admit to some confusion myself, "Ire I thought your powers were earth based. What gives with the silent treatment?"
     
    With a wave of her wrist, Irulan released Priest from his bindings sans audio. "Ashes to ashes dust to dust, this man's obviously a Deadborn. It gives

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