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Chapter Nine: The Council
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BLOODLINE Chapter Ten: The Room
The door splintered inward, and Kael filled the frame—gold eyes, clawed hands, the wolf barely sheathed in human skin. He scanned the room in one sweep, a predator assessing threat, and when his gaze landed on me, the gold flared, then banked to something like fear.I was on the floor.I didn't remember falling. One moment I'd been standing at the window, watching the moon, and the next the world had tilted, my knees hitting the carpet with a force that jarred my teeth. The pain wasn't in my body. It was in my blood—a burning, stretching sensation, as if my veins had been threaded with hot wire."Selena." He crossed the room in two strides, dropping to his knees beside me. His hands hovered over my shoulders, afraid to touch. "What—""I saw him," I said. My voice sounded distant, underwater. "In the glass. Marcus. He was looking back at me, but his eyes were wrong. They were—" I stopped, the image fracturing, escaping like smoke. "Something's happening to me. The air tastes like coppe
BLOODLINE Chapter Nine: The Council
I took her back to the inn.Not through the forest—I did not trust my control with the moon this close, not after what had happened in the portrait room. I took the long way, through the main road, where the eyes of the Pack could see us and know that she was under my protection. For now.She did not speak during the walk. Her hand was in her pocket, wrapped around the kitchen knife I had returned to her, and her jaw was set with the particular stubbornness I was beginning to recognize as integral to her nature. She had fought Elias. She had seen the wolf. And still she had walked toward me.At the door of the Pine Rest Inn, she stopped. "He said Marcus might be dead," she said. It was not a question. "Or that what's left of him is in the north ridge. Was that a lie? To frighten me?"I looked at her—at the cut on her forehead, the bruise forming on her chin, the dark fire in her eyes that refused to bank. "I don't know," I said. It was the first time I had admitted uncertainty to her,
BLOODLINE Chapter Eight: The Portrait Room
I do not sleep.The knife is under my pillow, the new note is on the bedside table, and the questions are a hive in my skull. *Ask him about the woman in 1893. Ask him why she burned.* I stare at the ceiling until the gray light of dawn creeps through the curtains, and then I make my decision. If Kael will not tell me what I am, I will find the truth myself.The Blackwood house is quiet when I arrive, the morning mist still clinging to the eaves like breath. I do not go to the front door. I go to the side entrance, the one that leads to the east wing, and find it unlocked—or rather, the lock has been forced recently, the wood splintered around the bolt as if someone has been using this passage regularly. Elias. The archivist who moves through dust and history.The east wing smells of cedar and old paper, the same scent I caught on his clothes, but underneath it, faint and fading, is Kael’s scent—pine and ozone and the metallic promise of storms. I follow it like a thread through a lab
BLOODLINE Chapter Seven: The Cage
He didn't come back.Not for ten minutes.Not for twenty.I stood at the window and watched the darkness where he'd disappeared and felt the pull in my chest stretch thin like a wire about to snap.The knife was in my hand now.I didn't remember drawing it.When he finally returned, he was different.The gold had banked to embers.The wrongness in his posture — that predatory angle that had made the darkness lean away — had been folded back into something almost human.Almost."Gone," he said."Who?"He didn't answer.He walked to the fire instead.Stood with his back to me.His hands were shaking.I put the knife away."You're afraid," I said.Not a question.He laughed.One sound.No humor."I'm afraid of many things, Selena."He turned.The fire lit one side of his face.Left the other in shadow."Right now I'm afraid of what I'll do if you stay."I should have left.The door was open.the path was there.The night was cold and the house was warm and he was looking at me like I was the fire and he
BLOODLINE Chapter Six: The House
I brought the knife.Not a large one.A folding blade, three inches, legal in forty states.I told myself it was for the walk through the forest.For the dark.For any creature that might mistake me for prey.I didn't believe me.I brought it because some part of me — the part that still filed things under *evidence* and *rational risk assessment* — knew I was walking toward something more dangerous than wolves.---The house found me before I found it.I'd been walking for ten minutes.Following a path that wasn't marked.Trusting the pull in my chest like a compass I couldn't see.The forest thickened.Then opened.And there it was.Three stories of dark wood and older stone.Windows lit against the black trees like something from a story I'd been told before I had words to understand it.The door was open.Not wide.A crack.An invitation.A test.I touched the knife in my pocket.Stepped inside.---The hallway smelled of him.Not the pine and lightning of the forest.Something de
BLOODLINE Chapter Five: My patrol found the blood this morning.
Someone had been following me since the library.Not obviously.Whoever it was knew what they were doing.A shape at the edge of my peripheral vision.Gone when I turned.Footsteps that stopped a beat after mine.The particular prickling at the back of my neck.I'd learned, in twenty-three years of being the kind of person who noticed things, to take it seriously.---I bought a sandwich from the diner.Ate it on a bench in the square.Watched the town watch me.Two people.Rotating shifts.One would drift away.Another would appear.Never the same face twice in a row.Coordinated.Patient.I finished my sandwich.Walked north.---If Marcus had found something worth hiding, it would be outside the town's center.He was methodical that way.He'd always gone to the edges of things.While I went straight to the source.Between us, we'd usually found what we were looking for.---The north road narrowed after ten minutes.Became a trail.Became the suggestion of a trail through underbrush
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