Weft of the Universe (Shadowloom Book 2)
A tall, powerfully built man landed solidly in the midst of the pyrotechnics. It was far too late for Vernon to retreat. As Vernon fell, Destiny caught the glint of a dagger. Destiny stared up at the stranger. She knew him. She would know him anywhere. He was raw power and pure elegance with his long hair and strong face and piercing eyes.
Eyes of death. Whirlwind of death. He took her breath away.
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A dangerous vampire who had killed again and again. We have to get out of here. Pater had disappeared, and the feel of the chamber was alarming. The very air vibrated with tension and something far more sinister. Destiny flung herself forward to meet him, a dagger concealed along her inner wrist. She would have only one chance to save herself. As Nicolae loomed over her, all muscle and sinew and flowing grace, her stomach lurched alarmingly, her resolve weakening for just a moment.
Then she saw his eyes. Flames flickering in the depths. She thrust the knife at his heart. Hands clamped around both of her wrists in a vise-like grip, pinning the flat of the blade against her skin. Someone caught her from behind, jerking her backward against a hard chest. Her captor was enormously strong, his grip unbreakable.
Destiny threw her head back, attempting to make contact with her captor, hoping to smash his nose. The back of her head hit a chest so hard that pain exploded behind her eyes and in her temples. She could only watch helplessly as Nicolae bent ever closer toward her. Destiny brought up her one good leg, attempting to kick him. She nearly did you in. The action was swift and unexpected, the cut deep and extremely painful. Blood poured from her wrist.
Destiny scowled, unable to understand why they would do such a thing. Vampires craved blood and the power of feeling their prey die. Completely helpless, unable to move or to deny them anything, Destiny could only watch in horror as Nicolae gathered her to him, opening his chest with a single slash. He pressed her close, offering his ancient blood, blood she knew would bind them together for eternity. She struggled in her own mind, heard the scream of fear and panic wrenched from her soul, a scream that never made it past her throat.
But she drank because she had no choice. They were far too powerful together. It is necessary to remove the tainted blood from your system. Relax—we have to do this fast. We need to leave this place, and the vampire has poisoned your body with something new to us. Go inside yourself, analyze the compound, break it down and push it out of your body.
She heard her captor chanting, words Nicolae had used in her mind before, a rhythm of soft, soothing music that somehow took the pain from her calf and her wrist. From her shoulder and arm where the vampire had managed to mark her. Destiny closed her eyes to shut out what was happening to her, the helpless feeling of being utterly and completely vulnerable.
The ground beneath them shivered, a forewarning. She had no idea why they were forcing her blood to run in a steady stream onto the ground and filling her with the powerful blood of an ancient, but it occurred to her that they were risking their lives by staying in the chamber with her. A part of her brain was working furiously, considering her options, testing her strengths, determined to find a way to escape. We will have to take her from this place ourselves. The trap is closing, and the one who escaped hopes to keep us locked here. That pricked her pride. She could do anything they could do.
She was strong and Nicolae had taught her well, perhaps far better than he realized.
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Destiny sought inside herself, past the pain and fear, past the knowledge of what and who she was. She simply dropped away, finding pure energy, finding a place of power and healing. Her blood was fascinating, and she could clearly see the difference between the blood pouring onto the ground and the blood being forced into her body. She could see the ancient blood at war with her own, driving it from her body, a battle fought in her veins for her heart and soul. There were thick dark spots spreading up from her calf, invading her muscles and multiplying at a rapid rate. We must go now.
I will carry you as close to the surface as possible, but you will have to be able to shape-shift in order to get out of here safely. As always, the melodic voice was unhurried and unconcerned. But Destiny was aware of the urgency of their situation. She knew the vampire Pater had escaped. His lair would be a dangerous trap designed to ensnare them. The shifts in the earth were all the warning she needed. Destiny concentrated on the spots of bacteria, breaking them down, pushing most of them out of her pores, pushing the threads that had rushed toward her heart back to the huge gash in her wrist.
The terrible paralysis was gone, along with the bacteria. Strength poured into her body with the ancient blood. Nicolae brought her wrist to the warmth of his mouth. Her heart stilled, skipped a beat, began to pound heavily.
The fiery pain of the laceration eased, was replaced by a curious throbbing, a sudden heat creeping into her bloodstream. The two hunters loosened their mental hold on her, allowing her mind and body freedom from their compulsion. Destiny swept her tongue across the gash in his chest, an automatic gesture to close the wound.
Deliberately she stayed limp in his arms, gathering her energy, waiting for her opportunity. He was an inch or so taller than Nicolae, with the same flowing black hair and piercing eyes. He glanced at her, turning those flat, emotionless eyes in her direction, and a shiver went down her spine. She recognized death when she saw it. The chamber they had fled boomed, and there was a loud crash that reverberated throughout the subterranean maze as the walls and ceiling collapsed in on the cave.
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They were moving with preternatural speed, yet the thick yellow vapor was only a pace behind them. Nicolae shifted her in his arms without slowing his pace, allowing her feet to drop toward the floor until she was running with him. Nicolae immediately took up a position behind her, protecting her back while his brother set a grueling pace in front of them.
She had never imagined anyone could shift that fast, the large, elegant form compressing to that of a bat.
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Hurry, shift! She held the image of the bat uppermost in her mind, feeling the change take hold of her, move through her, consume her. Her bones wrenched and contracted, reshaped and compressed. She skimmed through the narrow opening, nearly ripping the tip of one wing. She felt Nicolae crowding close behind her. A wall of fire closed in behind them, reaching for them, moving nearly as quickly as they were, pushing the terrible yellow vapor before the greedy orange flames. This new chamber was smaller but held a chimney. Destiny followed the lead bat up through the narrow opening, her small body cringing from the blast of heat.
http://nen-nen-nenga.com/wp-content/zyle-weekly-horoscope-sagittarius.php She whispered the word in her mind, anxious that Nicolae was going to get caught in the inferno. That she had betrayed her anxiety to him. That behind her, even in the form of a bat, rushing in front of a firestorm, he smiled. That annoyed her. She heard his soft, very irritating male amusement echo through her mind as she burst through the chimney and into the next chamber. It was small and dark and there was an eerie heaviness in the air. The heat was stifling. Nicolae swore under his breath, but the words were still a warning in her mind.
At once she shifted back to her own shape, examining the thick walls of layered rock, the swirling patterns.
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