down then, letting him in. Their lovemaking had been fierce and passionate and laden with unspoken emotions neither one had the guts to voice.
Then she had left him.
Just as she was sure she was going to do again. Their relationship was impossible. Too many horrific things had come between them, the biggest being her slow transformation into the very creatures they were about to slaughter. Well, hopefully slaughter.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Always.”
With slow, awkward movements, he turned on the ledge and looked down into the church.
“Now, let’s get in there, kill some Dwellers, save the people, and then I’ll take you to Inferno City to find the fucking cure.” With another saucy grin, he winked. “Any questions?”
Before she could voice her arguments, Hades jumped through the smashed window into the church.
Bastard , she thought. He always manages to get the last word . With that, she unsheathed one of her daggers, spun it in her hand, and followed him down into what she was sure was a waiting ambush.
When she landed, Hades was already up and blasting away at two Dwellers rushing toward him.
This gave her time to survey the situation.
Another two vampyres had the group of women, children, and elderly cowering in the corner near the front altar. Two torn bodies were behind the attackers, lying like forgotten waste on the wooden floor, blood still oozing from their horrific wounds.
The sight of the savaged women made Kat’s stomach roil in disgust and anguish and, God help her, a little bit of hunger. She lifted her gaze from them and caught sight of something that gave her some hope, if only a slight glimmer.
Mary stood at the front of the villagers waving a hefty piece of wood at the approaching Dwellers. The wood was bloodstained. That lifted Kat’s lips in a smile. Obviously the woman had gotten in a few good shots. She was brave; Kat would give her that.
Taking a step forward, Kat yelled at the two growling creatures. “Hey, assholes!” She unraveled her whip and snapped it on the floor. “Why don’t you come over here and play with me for a while.”
They turned and grinned at Kat. Not a good sign.
Before Kat could even take another step, one of the Dwellers ducked under Mary’s swinging stick and grabbed her around the neck, pulling her away from the other villagers and into the aisle where Kat had positioned herself.
Shit .
Kat hadn’t expected the move. It was so unlike them to actually think. They had a hostage. One she was not sure if she could sacrifice to get to them. Were they able to sense her feelings? If Baruch were there, he would have no doubt of her emotional state and would have picked Mary for that exact reason.
“Hello, Hell Kat,” the Dweller holding Mary whined, little pointed teeth sticking out between his thin, cruel lips. “Remember me?”
Kat stared at the little ratlike man as memories flooded her head like water through a tap. Oh, yeah, she remembered him all right. Sometimes she could still feel his fingers inside her mouth.
And taste the blood rushing down her throat when she had bitten off two of his fingers.
“I thought I killed you, little man.”
“Baruch resurrected me.”
“How lucky for us,” she said, trying to keep his focus on her and not on Hades as he inched his way along the side.
Sar’s partner was busy growling and hissing at the cowering villagers like a demented cat and not at all concerned about what was going on.
“I’d tell your big boy to stop moving unless he wants me to rip out this bitch’s throat.” Sar squeezed his hand tighter around Mary’s neck, purposely digging his long nails into her flesh.
Fresh hot tears leaked from Mary’s eyes as she implored Kat with her terrified expression to rescue her. I’m trying, woman , Kat thought.
Hades stopped midstride but never lowered his shotgun. He glanced at Kat, and she could see the rage in his face. She had a bad feeling this was not going to end well for any
Then she had left him.
Just as she was sure she was going to do again. Their relationship was impossible. Too many horrific things had come between them, the biggest being her slow transformation into the very creatures they were about to slaughter. Well, hopefully slaughter.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Always.”
With slow, awkward movements, he turned on the ledge and looked down into the church.
“Now, let’s get in there, kill some Dwellers, save the people, and then I’ll take you to Inferno City to find the fucking cure.” With another saucy grin, he winked. “Any questions?”
Before she could voice her arguments, Hades jumped through the smashed window into the church.
Bastard , she thought. He always manages to get the last word . With that, she unsheathed one of her daggers, spun it in her hand, and followed him down into what she was sure was a waiting ambush.
When she landed, Hades was already up and blasting away at two Dwellers rushing toward him.
This gave her time to survey the situation.
Another two vampyres had the group of women, children, and elderly cowering in the corner near the front altar. Two torn bodies were behind the attackers, lying like forgotten waste on the wooden floor, blood still oozing from their horrific wounds.
The sight of the savaged women made Kat’s stomach roil in disgust and anguish and, God help her, a little bit of hunger. She lifted her gaze from them and caught sight of something that gave her some hope, if only a slight glimmer.
Mary stood at the front of the villagers waving a hefty piece of wood at the approaching Dwellers. The wood was bloodstained. That lifted Kat’s lips in a smile. Obviously the woman had gotten in a few good shots. She was brave; Kat would give her that.
Taking a step forward, Kat yelled at the two growling creatures. “Hey, assholes!” She unraveled her whip and snapped it on the floor. “Why don’t you come over here and play with me for a while.”
They turned and grinned at Kat. Not a good sign.
Before Kat could even take another step, one of the Dwellers ducked under Mary’s swinging stick and grabbed her around the neck, pulling her away from the other villagers and into the aisle where Kat had positioned herself.
Shit .
Kat hadn’t expected the move. It was so unlike them to actually think. They had a hostage. One she was not sure if she could sacrifice to get to them. Were they able to sense her feelings? If Baruch were there, he would have no doubt of her emotional state and would have picked Mary for that exact reason.
“Hello, Hell Kat,” the Dweller holding Mary whined, little pointed teeth sticking out between his thin, cruel lips. “Remember me?”
Kat stared at the little ratlike man as memories flooded her head like water through a tap. Oh, yeah, she remembered him all right. Sometimes she could still feel his fingers inside her mouth.
And taste the blood rushing down her throat when she had bitten off two of his fingers.
“I thought I killed you, little man.”
“Baruch resurrected me.”
“How lucky for us,” she said, trying to keep his focus on her and not on Hades as he inched his way along the side.
Sar’s partner was busy growling and hissing at the cowering villagers like a demented cat and not at all concerned about what was going on.
“I’d tell your big boy to stop moving unless he wants me to rip out this bitch’s throat.” Sar squeezed his hand tighter around Mary’s neck, purposely digging his long nails into her flesh.
Fresh hot tears leaked from Mary’s eyes as she implored Kat with her terrified expression to rescue her. I’m trying, woman , Kat thought.
Hades stopped midstride but never lowered his shotgun. He glanced at Kat, and she could see the rage in his face. She had a bad feeling this was not going to end well for any
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