Blood Dragons (Rebel Vampires Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
I didn’t blame you, just to make that clear. Then, however, you saw Susan leaning on my arm. Susan was shivering under my damp jacket, which I’d wrapped around her in an attempt to keep her warm against the bite of the night air. Her jersey dress stank of brine. Instantly, you swung the door wide instead, dragging Susan inside. I sloped in afterwards, relegated again to the role of the invisible man. It made me wish Kira had ripped out my heart (like she’d always promised), because the way you did it was more painful. You set to work, pulling out towels and blankets to drape around your cousin and then chucked my jacket to the floor, as if it was the cause of whatever had happened, rather than being the comfort. Maybe you had a point there. Irrationally protective, I snatched up my leathers, nursing them close to my chest, as you banged on the kettle. You slammed down the Union Jack mug, which I’d filched from Carnaby Street and brought to keep here, as if somehow it meant I could stay – clink – like the rattling of a bloody sabre (and no, I hadn’t missed it was only one cuppa being brewed).
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