Keepers of the Flame (Trilogy Bundle) - By Melissa F. Hart Page 0,12

just did.

I moved in the air and watched as she cavorted, moving with grace and abandon. It was not flying exactly. Vampires don't fly. But we have the ability to move through the elements to get to where we're going. Besides, since I discovered I could teleport, it wasn't an activity I'd practiced for a long while. But watching Luanne, it was almost like she was dancing in the sky. From where I was, I could feel her joy and excitement, and it was contagious.

I allowed her to swirl and dance around in the night sky until she wound down, then I made to move toward her. All of a sudden, I couldn't explain it, but I felt a burning urgency to get to her. My instincts had saved my life on more than one occasion and I wasn't about to ignore it now. Thank goodness I didn't. A few seconds more and I would have been too late.

Chapter Seven

The sense of freedom and exhilaration I felt when I was up in the air was second to none. Then my insecurities faded, the fact that I was seen as weird in school didn't mean anything to me when I was up in the air. I was one with everything around me and it was the only time I felt at peace with myself. This time was no different even though I was acutely aware of Dylan not too far away from me. I appreciated the fact that he was sensitive enough to give me some space and just let me be, but I couldn't shake how tuned in to him I felt.

I finally slowed down and knew the instant he headed for where I was. I stood still, feeling the wind on my skin even as I hovered in the air, and waited for him. But just before he got to where I was, I felt the stone on my pendant begin to tingle. Suddenly, it heated up and became incredibly hot. I knew instantly that something was terribly wrong. The stone had never heated up to that degree before and as I rubbed on it, all my instincts on high alert, I felt the first fission of fear. With one part of my mind, I registered the fact that though I felt the heat from the stone, it wasn't burning me. Instead I felt like I was absorbing the heat.

“Luanne?” Dylan had come to where I was standing and he was also as alert as I was.

I opened my mouth to answer when I felt a searing pain on my right arm. I opened my eyes wide in shock.

“Quick, head for the house!” His command and the urgency in his tone pierced through my confusion and I turned toward the direction of the house but I hadn't moved at all when I discovered my path was being blocked. There was a row of leather-clad vampires blocking my way; I knew they were vampires because I could feel their aura even though they were all masked. I turned to Dylan and that was when I realized we were surrounded.

I hadn't realized I'd moved but suddenly my body was touching Dylan's. I felt my heart pounding in fear. Wave upon wave of terror flowed over me as I gazed upon the menacing presence of the masked vampires. There was no escape.

Suddenly the row of vampires in front of me parted and a vampire walked through. He was roughly the same height and build as Dylan, but I felt the strength and power coming from him. He had piercing blue eyes and hair the color of corn. It fell over the lapel of his leather jacket, creating a sharp contrast. I could tell that he was one vampire who had seen several hundred years and wondered what he wanted with me. I didn't have to wonder for long.

“Farley, I see you're here. I'm impressed.” His voice was a deep bass and had a gritty tone to it, which still managed to sound smooth and fine. Kind of how I would expect high quality whiskey to sound, if it could speak.

Farley? I wondered, slightly puzzled. Who was he talking about? I felt Dylan go absolutely still beside me and I knew the man was referring to him. How did the man know Dylan?

“Lord Morrison, it's been a while.”

“Hasn't it though? Now hand over the girl and we'll be on our way.”

“Ah, I wish I could, but you know that's not possible.”

“This is bigger