Page 19 of Lucy

CHAPTER 9

Lucy

The door crashed againstthe wall as Angelica raced into the room, horror in her eyes.

“Something is wrong with Evie! You have to come right now!”

I was out of my seat in a flash with Henry and Marcus close behind me. Angelica hadn’t waited for a response. She spun on her heel and raced back toward the nursery where she and Evie had been playing. With my new speed I easily passed her on the stairs and was at Evie’s side in a matter of seconds.

The child was convulsing, her eyes rolled back and her body stiff as it shook. I tried to remember the few things I had read about what to do when someone was having a seizure. Did you turn them on their side? Was I supposed to make sure she didn’t swallow her tongue?

Suddenly she stopped. Viv and Joanie were at my side and we stared at the pale little girl. Her eyes flashed open and a voice that sounded nothing like the Evie we knew came out of it.

“You have three days,” the low rasp sent prickles of fear up my spine. “In three days’ time, if you do not surrender the crown, your loved ones will be dead. You have been warned.”

There was an outcry from many of the council members who had followed us into the nursery.

“Witchcraft!”

“She is tainted!”

“Do not touch her!”

“The child is poisoned!”

I wasn’t sure who removed them from the room, but I had a fair idea that it was Joanie and Vivian’s mates. The click of the lock barely registered for me as I continued to stare down at Evie. She was starting to come out of the trance. I wasn’t sure I had ever seen anyone that pale unless they were dead.

Being a necromancer, I knew a thing or two about death. And I could feel the sticky fingers of her grasp on the child. Someone was saying my name, but I ignored them. Sinking to my knees, I took the child’s hand in mine. I could feel her faint pulse and saw the terror in her eyes.

Her magic was waning with her life force. I closed my eyes and willed her spirit back into her body. I felt death’s anger, she never liked to be thwarted, but I ignored it. When my eyes opened again Evie was pink cheeked and ready to sit up.

“How did you do that?”

Henry’s arms wrapped around me and he yanked me back against his chest. Marcus was in my face, the look of worry making my heart ache.

Veti’s voice came from the other side of the locked door. She was screaming something, but I couldn’t make out the words. I needed to feed. It was imperative that I got blood or death’s grasp would just as easily latch onto me.

Locked in Henry’s arms, I struggled to get free, but my senses were dulled. I had used a lot of magic and given part of my life force to complete the spell. Usually bringing someone back was more akin to stubbing my toe. Whatever had its grasp on Evie was dark and powerful, far more than just death sneaking in.

My head fell back against Henry’s chest, the smell of him filling my senses. I did the only thing that I could do to survive. Turning my head, I sank my fangs into his neck, the blood coating my mouth and tongue.

I felt a tremendous surge of endorphins, followed by the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced. My pussy throbbed, and I felt almost as though I could come at any moment. His arms had become like vices around me, and I felt his massive erection against my backside. I rubbed my ass against it and felt the trembling of my orgasm starting to tear through me.

Never had anything been so powerful, so overwhelming. I loosened my jaw and released Henry’s flesh as my body shook, the intense desire literally making my knees buckle. Henry’s arms were the only thing keeping me from becoming a puddle on the floor.

“Holy fucking hell,” Marcus muttered, and I looked up to see him staring back at me with wide eyes, the hurt evident in them.

I looked around the room, but everyone else had vanished, even Evie was taken away. Only the three of us remained, and it couldn’t have been more strained had I drained Henry.

“I am sorry.” The words tumbled from my lips and I saw Marcus flinch as I reached out to him.

In the next moment he was gone, only a blur of light indicating which direction he took. I don’t know of a time when I had ever felt so terrible. I had hurt the one person who had always meant the world to me.

I didn’t even realize I was crying until Henry had scooped me into his arms and carried me to a rocking chair. He held me tightly against his chest as I cried for all of the things that I didn’t understand. I wasn’t sure what I was feeling or if it was just the bloodlust that accompanied great doses of magic.

I had taken for granted all of the times I had done something like this before. Veti had always been there to bring me blood, and it hadn’t been a big deal.

This time I had sunk my fangs into someone else. Not only that, but I had experienced my first taste of sexual satisfaction and my body was aching for more. My breasts felt tight and heavy, my core was soaking wet, and my skin felt electrified.

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