Token Vampire (Token Huntress Book 2)

Token Vampire (Token Huntress Book 2) by Kia Carrington-Russell Read Free Book Online

Book: Token Vampire (Token Huntress Book 2) by Kia Carrington-Russell Read Free Book Online
Authors: Kia Carrington-Russell
and closed the door behind Yolo. He sat the tray in front of me. Without hesitation, I swept the first bottle and divulged in the taste. My fangs pounded in delight at the soothing serum it felt to have been down my throat.
                  “If Tythian had you attack one of those vampires as part of your bargain, you were tricked, Esmore. He knew in your weakened state you couldn’t have a fair fight. Being exhausted as a vampire is far different to being exhausted as human or hunter. If you exhaust yourself too much, some vampires drop into a coma like state, until others can help rejuvenate and feed them blood. He knew I would have come to protect you. It was a political statement. Because I am technically the leader of a foreign coven; I will most certainly be targeted from the inside now.” Chase didn’t sound upset or mad, just factual. I stared at him, infuriated that I had been tricked in such a way, and I had endangered the person I most wanted to protect.
                  Chase pushed back a part of my hair, with a smile. “Don’t worry about it. I will be fine. What I am saying is, from now on, you tell me everything. I am the only one here who you can trust, and I do not have another agenda that puts your life in danger. I am your familiar, Esmore, trust me.” He kissed the top of my head. “Now hurry and drink, so we can get to the others.”
                  I stared at him, wanting to feel guilty or displeased with my actions; but the sensations and feelings I once knew as a child, did not come. The removal of my heart, was the result. I truly struggled to feel emotion like a normal hunter, no matter how limited it might have been. But getting back to the others was the smartest tactic and I engulfed the bitter cold blood, which I so much wished was fresh. How my body ached for its very nutrients, and for it to quench my undying thirst.
                 
                 

 
    W ith vampire speed that didn’t make my blood feel like sandpaper scraping within me now that I was rejuvenated, I was already in the room with the others. Tythian guarded the door. He didn’t even bother a side glance at us. With such speed, I aimed to ram my elbow into his throat, infuriated by his trickery. But already, his gift consumed me, as he grabbed firmly onto me. We had vanished and now reappeared in a foreign area. Before Chase could stop me making physical contact with Tythian, he had teleported us elsewhere. I coughed hysterically still not used to it, and this time I was unable to brace myself for it. Tythian dusted off his well-groomed shirt.
                  “You lied to me!” I snarled. Although, I had drank five bottles I was still thirsty and every heartbeat within the woods that we spoke in, pounded in my ear. I wanted to hunt, and I wanted to feast. I kept my attention on Tythian so I wouldn’t dare allow that side of me take over.
                  “No. I gave you the facts. Your opponent was a strong vampire and you were weak. It was because of your arrogance that you still accepted. It’s a political statement; don’t take it so personally, no harm would have ever come to you.”
                  “I do not care about the result of myself, you put Chase in danger!” I snarled. I tried to hold back my rage, which urged me to pounce on Tythian, and rip his throat out.
                  “No, I simply started moving the pieces in this chess game. And, Chase is a large piece. What he has done, has made a direct attack on one of our own coven members. That won’t sit well, and it is questionable. We don’t own the vampires like the council, nor monitor their freedom. So something like this, such gossip will be spread eventually to the very ears I want them to. You see, sometimes Cesar’s hands are tied in the movement of this rebellion. So, I will always step in and do what is required to be done.”

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