Tree Of Souls (Transfusion Saga #6) - Stephanie Hudson Page 0,12

walked straight up to the hidden door into the Janus Temple that I had noticed was ajar.

“I take it your vault is through here,” I commented as I opened the door and looked back at him. He raised a brow at me and nodded before following me inside.

“Amelia had the box in her hand when she found us,” I told him making Dom reach out and grab me the second we stepped into one of the Temple’s halls, holding me back long enough to tell me,

“She doesn’t know where my vault is, Luc.” I rumbled out a growl as I looked back towards the bloody footprints that now followed a path to only one door.

“No, but it looks like someone did,” I commented with a grim expression.

“You think she was led here by…?” I quickly interrupted his thought process with a growl.

“The witch, yes I fucking do,” was my snarled reply before we both continued to follow the path, telling me now why it was that her shoes were soaked, and the hem of her jeans covered in blood.

“What the Hell could have happened?”

“I don’t know but this isn’t her blood.” Dom growled at my answer and snapped,

“Please don’t talk about her blood like you are well acquainted with it, as we already destroyed my library.”

“And?” I asked with a raised brow.

“And I would prefer not to do the same to half this temple.” I scoffed but refrained from telling him it was a little too late for that, for I was more than acquainted with it, I was fucking addicted to it! Of course, the moment I came to the vault door that obviously belonged to Dom due to the family crest that was carved at the centre, I was growling for a different reason.

“Now that is her blood.”

“Yes, and I will ignore the reason it is now scented with that of yours,” Dom replied in his own scathing tone.

“And how the fuck is it you think I am keeping her eternally young and healthy Dom, a heavy dose of Vitamin C in her morning juice?” I snapped making him snarl,

“Just stop speaking, Luc, for the love of the Gods, just don’t say another word!” I smirked at that and focused back on the door, knowing now just looking at the center hole how the injuries to her hand had occurred. My only hope was that there was enough of my essence inside her that she would have healed by now. Along with the injury to the side of her head.

I moved out of the way so Dom could get the fuck on with it and open the door, one that wouldn’t have needed half as much blood from him that it most likely had from Amelia. The thought didn’t exactly sit well with me and from the hard look on Dom’s face, then I would say our thoughts weren’t that far apart.

“What the…?” he muttered the moment he opened the door and four inches of blood flowed out around our feet. We both looked inside to find the cause being from a large well situated through a wall of columns. One that could be seen overflowing with thick blood instead of the water that it should have been. Meaning that I knew just by looking at it, that it was no doubt fed by an underground spring that bordered the realms of Hell. Now, the biggest question was how it had turned to blood and had managed to flood the long passageway that led to what I assumed was Dom’s vault.

“I take it that this isn’t a security feature,” I said dryly.

“No, it fucking isn’t,” was his stern reply as he continued on down the wide entrance hall, seeing for himself what I was, that the blood dripping down from high up on the walls told us that there had been a lot more of it earlier.

“Do you think she ran from this?” Dom asked and I took in all the evidence I could, seeing that it was likely the doing of a certain witch we wanted to see burn. But there was only one way to know for sure. Which was why, after first swiping a finger down the wall and scenting the blood for myself, I turned to him and said firmly,

“Call your seeker.”

An hour later I found myself inside the library going back over everything we had learned so far. Something that, thanks to Takeshi, had started with a vision of myself waking her from