Marked: City of the Damned Book 1 Read Free

brief moment his blue eyes flashed black.
She followed his gaze to where they came to rest on her bare
breasts. Reaching behind her and frantically grabbing at the pile
of clothes, she tried to find something to cover herself with. Sara
cast him a warning glare and took a step backwards. “Get away from
me,” she growled.
    “Get dressed. We have to talk.” Gedeon placed
another cup of the bitter herbal tea on the table and strode off in
the direction of the kitchen.
    Sara fumbled with her clothes as she rushed
to get dressed. Who in the hell did this guy think he was? He had
no right to undress her in the first place, and he sure as hell had
no right looking at her the way he did. Once dressed, she
frantically searched the apartment for her purse, positive that
she’d had it with her in the alley.
    “Looking for this?” Gedeon’s muscular frame
stood in the doorway, blocking her only means of escape. In one
hand was a dish towel and in the other was her purse.
    Bravely, Sara stormed towards him and
snatched the purse out of his hand. “Get out of my way.”
    “We need to talk,” Gedeon said pointedly.
    “Get out of my way or I’m calling the
police,” she threatened.
    “Suit yourself,” he said, and stepped away
from the door “but if you leave now I won’t be able to protect you
when he comes for you.”
    Sara raised her hand and cupped the bite mark
on her neck. “What are you talking about? Who’s coming for me?” She
could vaguely remember the details of what happened in the alley
when she was attacked. There had been two men fighting, Gedeon and
another named Pryse. She remembered Gedeon trying to convince Pryse
to let her go, to let the human go. “What are you?” Sara
gasped and stumbled backwards into the table.
    “I am a healer,” Gedeon took a step towards
her “and I am a vampire.”
    “Don’t come any closer.” Her brain was
screaming at her to run, to get as far away from this place as
possible, but her instincts told her that he was telling the truth.
The bite mark on her neck proved that there was validity to his
words.
    “Sit down and I will explain
everything.”Gedeon walked past her and sat in the armchair facing
the sofa. As Sara sat down, he pushed the cup of tea towards her.
“Drink,” he ordered.
    “There’s no way I’m drinking that.”
    “It will help you to heal. You’ve lost too
much blood and you need to regain your strength.”
    “I don’t care,” Sara said. “There’s no way
I’m letting you knock me out again.”
    “The tea didn’t cause you to sleep. Your
body’s need to heal itself caused you to sleep. I simply provided
it with the ingredients to help you recover more quickly.” Gedeon
pick up the cup and handed it to her. “Drink the tea,” he said more
forcefully.
    Even if she ran, Sara knew that in her
present condition she wouldn’t get far. If she were in peek
condition the burly man sitting across from her would easily be
able to outrun her and stop her from leaving. Hesitantly, Sara
raised the cup to her lips and drank. The warm tea was bitter on
her tongue, but its effects could be felt almost instantly. Her
body relaxed and the dull ache in her muscles diminished. Ignoring
the bitterness of the tea, Sara drank until the cup was empty.
“There! Are you happy now?”
    “Do you feel better?” he asked.
    “Yes,” she reluctantly admitted, and placed
the cup on the table.
    Gedeon stared at her with a quizzical look on
his face. “You have many questions that you wish to ask me.”
    Of course she had questions. A thousand of
them ran through her mind, but she didn’t know which ones to ask
first. Yesterday her life was normal, and now, she was being held
against her will by someone who thought he was a vampire. “What are
you and what do you want from me?”
    “I already told you, I am a vampire and a
healer. I don’t want anything from you, but it is my duty to
protect you.”
    “Yeah, I got all that before,” Sara