A Shade of Vampire 23: A Flight of Souls

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Author: Bella Forrest
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you feeling?” I asked gently, my palm still against his forehead.
    He clenched his jaw. “I’ve been better,” he rasped. His throat sounded horribly dry.
    Crap. He needs blood!
    I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t thought to remind him before we’d started. His request to turn had come so suddenly, so unexpectedly, and I had just agreed to it. Then he had started seducing me and one thing had rolled into another.
    “Will you be okay waiting here while I go fetch some blood?” I asked. He seemed to be of sound mind and I didn’t sense that he would leave the lighthouse to go rampaging around the island murdering our humans… but, recalling my son with a painful stab in my chest, I knew one never could be quite sure with a Novak.
    “No, it’s all right,” he murmured. He rolled to the edge of the bed and reached for his cloak that had been discarded on the floor. I frowned as he withdrew two sacks of blood from within the garment’s deep pockets. Well, someone came prepared…
    He ripped the bags open with his fangs and downed them within two minutes. Then, grimacing, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and leaned back against the headboard.
    He closed his eyes, breathing deeply. For the next few minutes, I didn’t talk to him, giving him the space he needed to recover.
    Then his eyelids lifted again. He glanced up at the clock in the corner of the room, and then, to my surprise, he pushed himself off the bed and stood up, his legs still shaky.
    “I need to get dressed,” he murmured, snatching up the rest of his clothes and beginning to pull them on.
    “Uh, honey, I really don’t think you should be standing up yet. You need to rest.”
    “I need to get ready to leave.”
    “What?” He’d said he wanted to leave soon after turning, but I’d never dreamed that it would be this soon. He’d only just completed his turning less than twenty minutes ago. Turning took a hell of a lot out of one’s body, and after the process, vampires were supposed to rest. Besides, he was still covered in blood—blood that had now transferred onto the clean clothes he was pulling on himself. “Derek, that’s insane.”
    “I’ll be all right,” he said, meeting my anxious gaze, even as he teetered slightly and was forced to hold onto the back of a chair for support. “I promise.”
    Before I could say anything more, there was a knock at the door.
    Derek finished doing up his pants zipper and allowed me time to pull on my own clothes before he opened the door. Ibrahim stood behind it. The warlock eyed Derek and then glanced at me with an almost apologetic look on his face.
    Derek moved through the doorway, turning back to face me. “I’ll be back soon.”
    My brows couldn’t raise any higher. “You’re aware that you look like a sweaty, blood-stained, crazy ax murderer.”
    “All the better,” Derek replied, a dark twinkle in his eyes.

Jeramiah
    S till stinging from the failure of the mission in The Shade, we ended up returning to The Oasis. On arrival, I was forced to turn my mind to other matters. Our coven filled us in on everything that happened there while we’d been gone: the raid by the Drizans along with the seizing of the Nasiris, and even the visit of a group of vampires—headed by Derek and Sofia Novak.
    After recent events, I deemed that it was no longer a safe place for our coven to be based. Although the Nasiris had left and the bonds they’d held with us were broken, it did not feel like a home anymore to any of us. Luckily for the vampires who’d been present, the Drizans only seemed to be interested in the Nasiris, but nobody wanted to live with the constant fear of those jinn returning. There was also the possibility that the Novaks could launch an attack on us in revenge for what I’d attempted to do, which was another reason why we shouldn’t remain here much longer.
    Some of the vampires in our coven had scarpered already without waiting for my return. But most of them

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