Sekhmet's Curse (Pearl Vampire Chronicles) by Dara Nelson Read Free Book Online

dropped my head and squeezed my eyes shut, “How exactly does it work, then, Matt?” I softly said, trying to control my anger.
    “Well, it’s just, I mean for some it does, but for most, well,” he began, but I had no patience anymore for hesitations.  My head whipped up and they both gasped when they saw my eyes were changed and my fangs were down, “You fucking tell me right now or I’ll beat the shit out of you Matthew Pearl.  Do you understand me?”  I hissed.
    I felt Carlos’ hand rest on my arm, “Calm down, honey,” he whispered.  My glare slowly turned to him, “I’ll take you on too, if someone doesn’t come clean right fucking now,” I hissed. 
    Carlos grinned his goofy grin, “I’d love to see you try sweetheart.  Now calm down and let the man speak.”
    My gaze turned back to Matt and I waited.  “None of us can go forever without hunting.  It’s true that some can go, ummm, years without hunting.  But those are vampires who, well, who weren’t very passionate as people.  The more passionate you were as a huma n, the stronger the need to hunt as a vampire is .  And the older you get as a vampire, the stronger that hunger becomes. No one really knows why, it’s just how it is. ”
    “And our first night together in the hotel room didn’t give you a clue that I was a teensy bit passionate, did it?  You should have told me before you changed me, you fucking prick.”
    “Would you still have come with me, Sarah?  Would you still have gone through the change?”
    “Yes.”
    “Really?   Honestly?  If you knew that killing people was part of the deal , you still would have said yes ?”
    “Yes.  No.  Shit I don’t know.   But you should have given me the choice, Matt,” I said as I angrily stood up to walk out but I stopped to slap Carlos hard on the arm, “And you.  I’m more pissed at you right now than him , ” I spat as my finger pointed to Matt.
    “Me?  Why me?” he said as he rubbed his arm.
    “Because you were always honest with m e , f rom the very start , y ou were there for me and you were honest with me.  Even if he couldn’t tell me, you should have.” 
    I turned and stormed out of the kitchen.  I wanted to be pissed and I wanted to be alone.  But what I saw when I walked into our room was so unexpectedly sweet and beautiful, that I had a hard time holding on to the anger.  I just stopped and stared.  Stared at where the wall used to be that separated our room from Carlos’ room.  Now we shared a common, gigantic living room, a place that would allow me to easily move between the two, as we continued to work out how to have our perfect triangle.   This was the first time that we had been home since Matt had accepted the fact that I was also in love with Carlos and suggested that Carlos and I get married too. I had been so busy and distracted since then that it hadn’t occurred to me how we would deal with it in our everyday lives at home.  My heart swelled with love as I realized that they had thought of it for me.   I fell to my knees and sobbed.
    “This was supposed to make you happy, Sarah,” Carlos said from behind me.
    “This was your idea?” I said.
    “No, actually it was Matt’s.  He suggested a door.  But I said, why a door?  If we’re going to be completely open about this, then why hide behind doors?  I mean, we still have privacy in our bedrooms when we need it, but the rest of the time there’s no reason to hide, is there?”
    I sighed and held my hands up in the air.  They both walked over, clasped their hands in mine and I pulled them down to the floor with me.  We sat in total silence for a few minutes, until I finally had the courage to ask the one question that I was afraid to ask, “How often , Matt ?   How often will I have to hunt? ”
    “I don’t know, Sarah.  Anyone else with your passion, I’d say once a month or so, easy.  But you’re different.  You’re so strong that I wouldn’t be