Fate Of The Minotaur (Her Dragon's Bane 5)

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Book: Fate Of The Minotaur (Her Dragon's Bane 5) by Harmony Raines Read Free Book Online
Authors: Harmony Raines
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face, but that would mean he would never have met Sybil, and he loved her with all his heart. The same heart her kisses had unlocked.
    But when a voice spoke at last, he knew he wasn’t in danger. The red mist of his rage filled his head all the same.
    “Now, now, you bull-headed monstrosity. Put your fists away, I have come to help you find Sybil. But if you want her to be safe, you have to do exactly as I say.”
    “I don’t know if I trust you, Tara.”
    “Then go bumbling about the forest. You make enough noise to wake the dead.” She leaned forward, putting her mouth to his ear, and said, “But your dear Sybil has already done that.”
    He fell back from her as if her words had struck him. “What do you mean?” he asked.
    “She has gone to tell her news to the vampires. Now it’s my duty to see that this turns out all right for my mate. So you are lucky we are on the same side. But you have to do what I say, Minotaur. It’s nearly time for the dragons to join this fight. However, things have to be done in the right way.”
     

Chapter Fourteen – Sybil
    “If I tell you, will you let me go?”
    “So valuable a gift. That is a lot to ask. What if I need you again?”
    “My visions aren’t something you can command. They only tell of big, terrible things.”
    “And this thing you saw is big and terrible?”
    She knew he was diverting the question into one of his own, but she allowed him, unable to pressure him into a decision that might not be favourable to her. “Yes. The worst I have seen.”
    His eyes glowed once more, his excitement showing in the way he looked at her. “Tell me.”
    Still she hesitated, but he leaned closer, his fangs extending to slide across her jugular. Then he pulled back, as if changing his mind.
    Sybil phrased her answer carefully. “The war that is coming, you know of it?”
    “I know that there are whisperings in the wind. My rival is mustering his close associates to his side. But there is nothing concrete. No time frame. I do not want them to know how much I know. I have one of my most trusted friends on the inside of his faction. I do not want to risk his death.”
    “If I was to tell you when this is to happen. This would be of use to you?”
    “Don’t toy with me, child. I can make you tell me.” She took a step back from him. “Don’t worry, I’m not the kind who enjoys torture. No. You have already seen the way a vampire can control a human. A glamour of sorts.”
    “A glamour,” she repeated to herself.
    “Yes. I can make you do whatever I want. But that is not how I want our relationship to be, Sybil. I want us to be friends.”
    “But I am not allowed to leave.”
    “Let’s just say for your own safety, you are my guest.”
    “He is to attack tomorrow night,” she said quickly.
    If a vampire could pale, then this one did. His already white skin became translucent in his shock. “There were no whisperings of this. How can he keep it so quiet?”
    “Because those who he has enlisted are from elsewhere. Not Hollowton.”
    His gaze became like a laser, pinpointed on her eyes. “Tell me from where?”
    “A place called Christon.”
    He turned and swept away from her. “So that is his game. He has joined with others, willing to let his kin be destroyed for his own gains.”
    “There’s more.”
    “Tell me.”
    “He will use your friend against you. They know he is a traitor. The leader will come to you, with his ring and threaten you. Any hesitation in your face will prove your guilt, and then he will have your friend killed. He will try to blame you for the death, to drive a wedge between those who support you here in Hollowton. You have to circumvent this.”
    “You see all this?”
    “And more,” she admitted. The thought of someone actually caring about what she had seen was almost too much. Whether he had put his spell on her, or she was just too desperate for someone to listen to her, she wasn’t sure.
    “Tell me everything.”
    And

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