Vampire Debt - Supernatural Battle (Vampire Towers #2) - Kelly St. Clare Page 0,116
best person to talk to.”
Mrs Hannah stood, touching my shoulder. “We both know that’s a lie. You must have forty friends or more here at the moment. The sexiest friends I’ve ever seen.”
“Yeah, I met them through Live Right. They’re here for security, but I’m also helping them out of a jam.”
The older woman smiled. “Yes, I guessed. You’re good at that.”
I watched her leave, happiness thrumming through me. Her house belonged to me now, but things weren’t just business when it came to Mrs Gaughton. I wanted her to be content because she’d looked after me when it felt no one else was.
I owed her.
My phone vibrated again. Fishing for it to delay the inevitable honing practice, I smirked at the missed calls from Neelan. And Safina. And texts from six other fanged pains in my ass.
You’re coming whether you like it or not.
Kyros would really love if you were there :) :)
There’s something you need to see at his house before I leak it to the paparazzi.
The more times you say no, the worse it will get.
Don’t come
Deirdre’s was the best.
Do you constantly say no because you crave attention?
“I’m falling in love with her,” I announced to the room. Because that’s what I did on Friday nights now—spoke to empty rooms.
Kyros had texted again.
Was this a thing now? Was he sliding into my messages like we were something? Was he my blood friend? Were we fang buddies?
Actually, there was a term for what we were. I just refused to acknowledge the phrase true mate.
I lowered my voice. “True mate.”
Yuck.
Not happening.
I skipped Kyros’s message and bolted upright at the last text.
Gina.
I hadn’t messaged her back after receiving proof of the triplets’ murder.
What did she want? It wasn’t near midnight, so it couldn’t be too dire.
I opened the message.
My brothers are up to something. Watch yourself.
Whoa, she was my warning system now? I’d be a fool to disregard the message. Just as I’d be a fool to disregard she could be part of said trouble. Hesitating, I slowly stood to switch on the noise-cancelling again.
Taking a deep breath, I called her.
The ringing cut off immediately, but a text came through a second later.
Give me a minute
Listening ears? I paced the room.
My phone vibrated and I exhaled before answering, “Gina.”
“What is it?’
“Interesting message.”
She was silent. “Like most people who enjoy killing and inflicting pain, my brothers have behaviours they exhibit before striking. You’re their only target right now. They’re showing those tells. You need to be very careful.”
Fear landed heavy in my gut. Fuck. “Why can’t they just handle your brother’s death like the rest of you? I didn’t mean to kill your brother even if he was attacking me. If I could take it back, I would.”
Gina didn’t answer straight away. “Thank you for saying that. My youngest brother was too decent for this life. But I wouldn’t say my other siblings are content doing nothing. What they are is content to let our most vindictive brothers handle you.”
Good to know. “What kind of shit are we talking then? Are they killing critters?”
She sighed. “Trenit likes to listen to a particular death metal band before he strikes. For Tynan, he sharpens his blades. Theodore likes to get laid.”
My heart stopped. “What did you just say?”
“To get laid.”
I sucked in a ragged breath. “The name.”
“Theodore.”
No.
The floor tilted and my legs crumpled.
“What’s wrong?” she demanded.
My heart hammered in my chest. “Does Theodore have a girlfriend?”
Gina snorted. “When doesn’t he have someone in his bed.”
“A petite brunette?” I whispered.
“I’m uncertain. Fuck. Is she seeing a Theodore?”
Fuck didn’t sum up my horror of this moment. “Yes.”
“She’s part of their plan then,” Gina rushed to say. “They’re going to lure you out. Do not do what they say. If you set foot—”
I hung up, vacant eyes landing on the office door. “Tommy.”
I burst to my feet and collected the table with my shin.
Ignoring the pain, I flung open the door. Tommy.
Please tell me she hadn’t left. Please.
Sprinting for the stairs, I took them two at a time. “Tom?”
“Miss Le Spyre?” Fred was at the bottom of the stairs. “I drove Miss Tetley to meet her boyfriend half an hour ago.”
My face crumpled and Fred rushed up the stairs to take my arm. He led me straight back to the office, clicking on the noise-cancelling once more.
I ignored my vibrating phone.
The triplets had Tommy. They had my only fucking friend. My family. The only person I loved in this world.