The Vampire Legacy III; Familiar Souls

The Vampire Legacy III; Familiar Souls by Dawn Gray Read Free Book Online

Book: The Vampire Legacy III; Familiar Souls by Dawn Gray Read Free Book Online
Authors: Dawn Gray
Tags: dawn gray, the vampire legacy, sage, julian, deveraux, series book three michael
repetitive, but I think I’m going to ask one more time. Are you
insane?” Bobbie asked, quietly and calmly, and then walked over to
me slowly. “I think with your back ground, and your sense of
intuition that you would know danger when you felt it. Why, on
God’s green Earth, would you decide to play with that danger and
push your luck?”
    “ Look, Bobbie, I can’t
tell you why this happened and I can’t think of an excuse to
justify it either.” I sighed, and then looked at both girls and
then back at my cousin. “And, I won’t stop it.”
    “ If it’s true, if he’s a
vampire, and Sage, don’t think for one second that you don’t
believe in them, this could be life threatening.” Bobbie pointed at
me, and then touched my shoulder. “You should stop it now, before
it becomes, not only a danger to you, but to us as
well.”
    “ On one condition.” I said
softly. Bobbie put her hands on her hips, listening. “She,” As I
pointed to Taryn, the blonde haired girl sat straight. “She stops
seeing Cristian, because I get the same feeling from
him.”
    “ I don’t think so!” Taryn
said sternly. I shrugged.
    “ Good, then it’s settled.”
I replied and walked away.
    The night of the full
moon...
    I sat by the fire, chanting some
unrecognizable language, as I drew in the sand, and waited for
whatever happened to be out that night to show up. I stood, walked
in a circle, clockwise, starting at the north point, around the
fire, whispering to myself. After, my third trip around, I stopped
at the northern point again and stood there, arms wide open, with
eyes close, until I felt it, the danger, and the darkness. Slowly,
not ending my chant, I opened my eyes and looked passed the fire,
at the young man who stood there, dressed in black once again, his
hands folded together, and arms down, in front of him. I bent down,
at the knees, grabbed at handful of dust and blew it into the fire,
turning it green.
    “ Now, there’s a nifty
little trick.” His voice seemed to whisper in my ear. I looked at
him, watched as his mouth formed a smile, closed lipped, and I
smiled back.
    “ Can you enter a witch’s
circle?” I asked him.
    “ Have any crosses behind
your back?” He asked. I shook my head and looked at him, not moving
from my spot. “Holy water? Anything that might hurt me?”
    “ I asked you to come
tonight, why would I bring something to hurt you with?” I
asked.
    “ Just checking. You can’t
be too careful these days.” Justin said and stepped closer to the
circle. “Now let’s see if I remember how these things work.” He
reached out his hands and opened them slowly, as if parting a
curtain, then stepped through the imaginary doorway, turned, and
closed it neatly with his hands. If anyone had ever seen him, they
would have thought he was strange. “How was that?”
    “ Are you a witch or
vampire?” I smiled at him, and then sat down on the spot where I
had just been standing. Justin walked over and sat a few feet away
from me with one leg, bent and tucked under him, the other raised
and bent at the knee. He rested his arm on the raised leg and
watched as I played with some string.
    “ Are you binding me?” He
asked, looking at the small doll I held, dressed in black. I shook
my head. “Maybe you should, I could be dangerous.”
    “ I’m binding Cristian.”
Justin looked at me quickly as I wrapped the string around the
Christian’s dolls waist. “From harming Taryn.”
    “ Maybe you should do one
for me.” He said and slid a little closer to me.
    “ Do you really think you
can hurt me?” I asked him. He smiled at me, and then nodded his
head. “Would you?” I watched him shake his head and look at the
fire. “Then there’s no real need, is there.”
    “ Why did you ask me to
come here?” He asked me quickly. I looked at him and
shrugged.
    “ How do you kill your
victims?” I asked back.
    “ Why would you want to
know such a thing?”
    “ Such things

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