Whisper to Me (Borne Vampires Book 1) Read Free Page B

her.
    Wanting him to go away, she imagined he was
standing on hot coals. Building the image in her head, she kept making the
coals hotter. To her surprise, a heavy film of sweat beaded on his high forehead,
dripping down his pasty-white face. Gritting his teeth, he started to shifted one
foot to the other, as if he were standing
on hot coals
    “My name?” What’s
wrong with him? “I, uh, well I’m....”
    Sheriff Willard ordered, “Murphy, don’t get
side-tracked. Mrs.—”
    “Miss. Never been married.”
    “Sorry. Miss Jordan, are you sure you didn’t hear
anything last night?”
    “Not a thing.” God, she was thirsty! Rubbing her sore
throat, she tried to swallow, but it was too painful. Her tongue felt like it
was swollen twice its size and kept trying to stick to the roof of her mouth.
    “Here.” Sheriff Willard dug his wallet out of his
rear pocket and withdrew a business card from it, handing it to her. “If you
remember anything or if you see anyone acting suspiciously, give me a call.”
Stepping off the porch, he opened the driver’s door of his patrol SUV. “Miss
Jordan, how long do you plan to stay here?”
    “I'll be on the road in a couple of days.” She
glanced nervously at the interested FBI agent.
    “Well, sorry to hear you leave so soon. Lock your doors
and keep your dogs close while yer here. What Murphy says about his prisoner,
he's a real mean bastard, so be careful,” he warned. “Let’s go, Murphy. We’ve a
lot of other cabins to stop at.”
    Not moving, Murphy appeared to be fixated on her
neck. With a sneer on his thin lips, he asked, “Guess you had a late night,
huh?”
    “What do you mean?” She was struggling to hold
onto Salish, whose hostility toward the man increased dangerously.
    “You just appear to have lost some sleep, or maybe
something more interesting happened to you?” His eyebrow raised suggestively, a
knowing look in his cold eyes.
    “I think the sheriff wants to leave. Oh, and a
word of warning — don't come back around my cabin. If you think my wolf is
unfriendly, my other dog will rip you to pieces. Good day!” She slammed the
door shut and released Salish.
    The SUV’s engine started, and she heard it drive
away. Letting the dogs outside, she saw rays of reds and pink color the windows
of her car. The sun was setting?
    Checking the wall clock, it read forty past six. Astonished
that she had slept the entire day away, she didn't have time to dwell on it, needing
something to drink badly. Reaching into the fridge, she took out the orange
juice and drank it down in gulps. Throwing the empty container in the garbage,
she stumbled into the bathroom, her head pounding with a vicious headache. On the
chance glance down into the sink, she saw the bloodied, misshapen lumps of what
had to be bullets.
    Silver bullets.
    “What the—” Flashes of a dark-haired man and
blood, lots of it, briefly blinded her. When her vision cleared, she saw
herself in the mirror and gasped. Two puncture wounds were on her neck, the
skin around the marks bruised and purpling.
    A little voice in her head whispered, Vampire .
    “Son-of-a-bitch!” She had to leave. Crap, she had
to turn in her key for the cabin rental and sign out! Someone should be at the
lodge and if not, she’d just push the key under the door!
    Tossing her toiletries into the travelling bag,
she hurried back into the main room and put it inside her suitcase. She
realized her pajamas and the underwear she’d worn last night were missing. Where
were they? Deciding it not worth trying to figure it out, she pulled out of her
suitcase and put on a black bra and underwear, a pair of old, cutoff jeans, and
a faded t-shirt, bearing her favorite rock band’s logo. She made to tuck her medallion
inside her shirt, stopping when her thumb touched the runes, feeling they were
flush with the cross now.
    “How is this possible?”
    Her dogs started barking.
    Hurrying to open the door, she saw a long shadow
crossed the