All Chapters of Bloodbound: A Consort For The Vampire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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CHAPTER THIRTY ONE ~ So, What's The Plan?

Kieran’s POV The next morning, Caius jostles me awake. “Human,” he mutters. “Wake up. We have to move.” Before I can make sense of his words, he scoops me into his arms, giving me no chance to protest or become fully awake. Sleep clings stubbornly to me, and I drift right back into it, cradled against his chest as he carries me through the fading darkness. I don’t stir again until Caius gently sets me on my feet. He glances over his shoulder, making sure Beau is still with us. A heartbeat later, Beau appears in a blur of motion, his crimson eyes gleaming as they slice through the predawn gloom. I curl into myself, narrowing my eyes as I struggle to make out the world around us. It suddenly makes perfect sense why immortals claim the night. Darkness is where mortals falter, where exhaustion clouds our judgment and fear sharpens every shadow. I glance around the area with hesitant curiosity. I can still see the forest we cleared just minutes ago. Its billowing trees stand tall, t

CHAPTER THIRTY TWO~ Saving Her To Keep Her Captive Again.

Kieran's POV For the next few days, my immortal companions and I settle into a routine, traveling back and forth between Caius’s home and the hidden safe house under the cover of darkness. I spend the days sleeping, waking only occasionally. Every so often, I gather enough courage to quietly offer Caius my blood. Every single time, he refuses. At night we travel back to the hideout, and they send me closer and closer to the home where Rebecca is being held captive. Each night my mission changes. First I had to scope out the land, checking for traps, cameras and guards. The next night I was assigned the task of studying Rebecca's holding room. Last night was spent testing out my ear piece as I moved from place to place. But tonight? Tonight is the night I finally get to save her. “How close can we get?” Caius whispers to Beau. Beau studies the map we’ve created in silent contemplation. His long, slender fingers slide across the wrinkled paper. I know they want to travel wit

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE ~ Saving Rebecca PART I

Isolation settles over my shoulders like a frozen cloak, its icy fingers sinking deep into my bones as I creep across the uneven ground. Dead grass gives way beneath my feet with a muted crunch, its brittle blades clinging stubbornly to the soles of my shoes as though trying to drag me back with every cautious step. My gaze sweeps the perimeter while my ears strain to catch the slightest disturbance. A chorus of crickets chirps somewhere in the darkness. During the last few nights, their song had been strangely comforting but tonight, it only feeds my anxiety. What if someone hears them and decides to step outside? Beau and I have walked this route countless times, memorizing every turn, every crumbling fence, every patch of overgrown weeds. But tonight, it feels utterly unfamiliar. My ear piece crackles to life. “Kieran, can you hear me? Give me a thumbs up if you can hear me, please.” Beau’s familiar voice whispers against my ear. Despite my fury and disappointment, I

CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR ~ Saving Rebecca PART II

"K-kieran?" she croaks. I keep my eyes on the task at hand, cutting the rope back and forth. The thick material burns the skin of my fingers. Everything in me wants to look up and throw my arms around her. To assure her that everything will be alright. But I can't. Beau warned me how little time I have to get us safely out of here and I can’t ruin it now. “Kieran…” she whispers, weak and breathless. “You...you need to get out of here. It’s...not safe here. Get out...please.” The first rope breaks and feeling a rush of success, I move onto the next. Beau urges me to hurry and I work past the pain of my aching hands. When the second rope breaks, I crawl to the back of the chair. I pause for a brief moment and wipe my sweaty hands down the length of my pants. “I’m almost done,” I say to Rebecca, and she twitches at the sound of my voice. “K-kieran? Is that you?” She's disoriented. What horrors has she experienced during her time here? What have they done to her? Anger kee

CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE~ Does A Live Feeding Hurt?

Kieran's POV Footsteps approach me, clunky and rushed. No voice accompanies the sound. Warm fingers curl around my arms, shaking me awake. My eyes flutter open. Her panicked gaze stares back at me, just inches away from my face. Red hair curls around Rebecca's lovely chin. “Kieran!” she whispers frantically. “Kieran” I open my eyes wider, and her arms are around me a moment later. Her grip gets tighter and tighter, as if she thinks I'll vanish into thin air if she loosens it. “I knew it wasn’t a dream. You saved me. You really saved me.” Fresh tears spring to her eyes. Their saltiness burns my cheeks as she plants kiss after kiss along my forehead. “Rebecca,” I grunt. “Argh. Get off me!” I give my friend a gentle shove, pushing her onto the empty space of bed beside me. She slinks her arm around mine and cuddles into my side. It’s already been three days since I saved her from Evans’ captivity and still every night we go through this same charade. “I’m sorry,” she whispers, sn

CHAPTER THIRTY SIX ~ They Are Coming For You, Kieran

Kieran's POV “We can't stay here for much longer,” Beau says.I pile my plate high with slices of cheese, fresh fruit, and thick chunks of bread. The dish of softened butter has practically become a permanent fixture beside me. I reach for my knife and spread a generous layer across the warm bread until it glistens.Across the table, Rebecca watches me in silence.A lone cracker and a single slice of cheese sit on her plate, exactly where Beau had placed them, untouched. She hasn’t so much as reached for either of them.She shifts uneasily in her chair, her fingers twisting together in her lap before her gaze cautiously drifts to Caius.I think he terrifies her. Well he terrifies everyone so it's understandable.“We've been keeping a close eye on Evans’ group,” Beau continues when no one responds. “To put it lightly, they feel the act of retrieving Rebecca was an act of war and it's one they would like to rectify.”Rebecca’s focus shifts to Beau and their eyes lock. The hunger in

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN~ Daddy Caius Is Jealous

Kieran's POV It only takes a moment for me to notice Caius standing at my doorway, and I become rigid waiting for him to speak. He leans against the hinges of the door to my room, crossing his legs at the ankles. “Come take a walk with me,” he says quietly. I shuffle off the bed and slip into my tennis shoes that are becoming worn, the sole thinning to the point of falling away from the rest of the shoe. I give myself a sideways glance in the mirror. My face is gaunt from sporadic meals and constantly being on the move. I’m sure when the two of us stand next to one another, I look as plain as wallpaper compared to Caius’ haunting beauty. Now that I think of it, though, Caius probably isn’t attracted to me like that. Yes, he craves the taste of my blood, but physically I don’t even reach the cusp of his radar. I stuff my hands in my pockets and follow Caius out of the bedroom. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Rebecca’s bedroom door closing slowly. Beau’s voice resonates from

CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT ~ I Think I'm Falling In Love With Him

Kieran's POV My vampire’s crimson eyes bore into mine, confusion flickering across his impossibly elegant features. A slight furrow creases his brow, but he doesn't voice the question hanging between us. Instead, he inhales, slowly and deliberately. His nostrils flare as my scent reaches him, and I watch the restraint in his expression begin to fracture. We’re barely inches apart, close enough that my heartbeat thrums in the space between us. His gaze darkens and the scarlet in his irises begins to churn, shadows bleeding through the vibrant red like smoke unfurling beneath glass. Hunger awakens in his eyes, ancient and merciless, prowling just beneath the surface of the man fighting to contain it. His jaw tightens. Every muscle in his body goes rigid as if he’s waging a silent war against his own instincts. “We need to go back to the house, human,” he mutters, and I can hear from the tremor in his double timber he's trying to fight off the hunger now taking control of his bod

CHAPTER THIRTY NINE ~ I Let An Immortal Fuck Me Like An Animal

Kieran's POV Rebecca didn't come to my room when we got back home. If it was under any other circumstance, I’d let her be. But because I know this was the night of her first feeding, though, I know I won’t be able to sleep until she tells me she’s alright. This wasn’t just any feeding for her, after all. It was her first live feeding, from her previous mortal best friend no less. Beau and Caius’ voices drift up the staircase as I pad down the hallway towards Rebecca's room. Flickering bursts of red, yellow and orange dimly illuminate the large home from the vast fireplace in the living room. I pause just before opening Rebecca’s door and knock. “Rebecca,” I whisper just an inch away from the wooden door. “It’s me. Kieran.” I hear rustling from behind the door, her footsteps grow louder and the door swings open. Her beautiful face is streaked with tears. My eyes study her features, landing on the sweltering red holes at the base of her neck. I step inside the room and close

CHAPTER FORTY~ They Will Kill You

Beau urges me downstairs and I have to squint as I follow a step behind him, studying the movements of his feet to make sure I don't trip. We turn the corner into the living room, and Caius glances up at us. For a split second, I’m confused that he almost seems to be expecting us. But my confusion fades as quickly as it arises. Of course he’s expecting us; he also heard the entire thing. He angles his body just slightly in his leather chair and nods for us to take a seat as well. Beau sits in the chair across from him, and I sit on the plush armchair in the corner. Being in Caius’ presence so soon after our moment of intimacy ignites my desire all over again. He finally gave me a small taste of what it could be like to really be with him and now I want even more. Caius’ expression is unreadable as I take a seat. The redness in his eyes has once again transformed to a rich auburn color from our recent feeding, and I feel a sense of accomplishment knowing it was my blood that help

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