Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 53656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
And he might succeed. Because I’d never taken on this many by myself. Damn, I really shouldn’t have come alone.
Two of the vampires leaped on me, taking me to the ground, baring their fangs and snapping them at my neck as I held them off. I hated how strong newly turned vampires were, and reached into my well of power, filling my hands with electricity and giving them both a shock that propelled them across the cave.
Just as quickly, another two jumped on me, and I turned my electric hands into fire, burning the two to ash as I found my footing.
A new smell slashed into the cave, as did the sounds of the screams of vampires as someone danced away from their clawed hands and stabbed two chests with one sword. The female wore the clothes of a huntress, something I hadn’t seen in centuries. Black leather and a bright purple emblem emblazed across the back, which was all I could see of her.
“You take that one in the back,” she called over her shoulder, and something about her voice jarred me to my very core. “I'll handle these two.”
Before I could even think to argue or identify the familiarity in her tone, the vampire behind me wrestled me to the ground, and I struggled against its strength. I managed to throw it off, but in seconds it had its fangs at my throat and I braced myself for the impact—
The creature went limp above me, a silver blade sticking through his back and out of his chest.
I shoved the thing off. “Thanks—" My words died in my throat as I set eyes on my savior. “Talia?”
Indigo eyes locked with mine, shock radiating from them.
Instinct took over, and I gently grabbed her wrist, hauling her in my arms as I wended us back to the safety of the king's residence.
Talia shoved out of my embrace the second her feet hit the ground, taking stock of her surroundings before glaring at me accusingly.
“It's been five hundred years, Zachariah,” she snapped. “You have no right to take me like that!”
“Talia,” I said, my mind still reeling, battling every primal instinct shouting at me to reclaim, re-bite, re...everything. “You're alive?”
She raised her arms out to the side, looking at me incredulously. “Apparently so the fuck are you.”
The happiness and relief inside of me was so strong it almost brought me to my knees.
My mate was still alive.
THE END