Blood Past - By Samantha Young Page 0,50
off again, annoyed now that he had to pick up the money. Another thing that had changed since his dad had died… having to turn to Uncle Neil for financial support. His mum hated being beholden to anyone but with only one income coming in (and his mum refused to let him drop out of school so he could help) they were struggling to make ends meet. So began the monthly cheque from Uncle Neil to tide things over. He felt a horrible tightness in his gut at the thought of collecting it. It wasn’t like he’d ever really liked his uncle. The Councilman was a harsh taskmaster with little or no sense of humour. His own dad had been his greatest friend before that one soul eater had come and stolen him from him. But his cousins, James and Ryan, always seemed scared of their dad. They’d seemed more comfortable around Cameron’s father and had stopped hanging around Cameron so much when his dad had been murdered two years ago.
Brooding a little, Cameron took the steps up to the McLeish home slowly and quietly. As a member of the family he’d always just walked in, and as he stepped inside he was surprised by how quiet the place was. He stood for a minute, feeling a weird chill in the air, and then he froze at the sound of hurried whispering. For some reason his heart began to pound. His intuition told him something wasn’t right, and Mum always said to follow his intuition. Creeping silently down the hallway, Cameron trailed the whispering to the kitchen and pressed against the wall as he heard Eden’s name. Peering quickly around the doorframe, he saw his Uncle Neil on his mobile, his face tight with anxiety.
“Has Cosmina been reached?” he asked coldly.
Cameron shook his head and sprung back before he could be seen. His heart was thudding out of all control now as the implications of that question tormented him.
“Well I want to know when,” Uncle Neil continued. “Once it’s done, I can make a move.” Crap. Struggling to keep his breathing low and even, Cameron decided it was time to get out of there. He tiptoed back the way he had come and slipped out of the house, exhaling loudly. Trembling a little, he glanced along the gardens to the Douglas house, his jaw clenched in anger. Cameron wasn’t clueless. Noah had mentioned something about a Cosmina person going after Eden. She was some Neith with issues about Eden’s heritage. Feeling sick at the thought of the conversation he’d overheard, Cameron stumbled down the steps and began heading reluctantly towards Tobe’s house.
What the hell was he supposed to do? If he told Cyrus about his uncle, his uncle would face serious consequences, and he might not like the guy but he was the only family he and his mum had left. But if he didn’t tell Cyrus was he leaving Eden in possible danger? He didn’t care what anyone else said, or what anyone who knew about her true heritage thought, Eden was a great girl. More than that he’d never seen Tobe take to someone the way she’d taken to Eden. Tobe would never forgive him if he let something happen to her.
Maybe he had heard wrong or was making more of it than he should. Maybe he should talk to his mum first.
Nah. That would only put his mum in the same difficult position he was in. Cameron couldn’t do that to her. He was the man of the house now. He had to handle this.
He screwed up his face, staring up at the house. He was supposed to spend the night hanging out with Eden and Tobe. Could he really pretend as if he hadn’t heard anything?
Aye, you can, he growled at himself, don’t say anything on such little evidence.
It wasn’t like Eden was in dire danger anyway, she had three other Ankh with her including all of the Neith.
Cameron sighed heavily, rubbing his hands over his face in frustration. “Bugger.”
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Even Zach Galifiankis’ hilarious encounter with a tiger couldn’t stop Eden from feeling bummed that Noah had finally gone with Cyrus on patrol with Christopher and a few other Neith. She sat curled up next to Tobe while Cameron sat on an armchair with a faraway look on his face. Mhairi sat on the other armchair cackling away at the comedy on TV. Val had opted to stay behind and was upstairs reading some non-fiction novel that