Pure Blood | Chapter 39 of 40 - Part: 1 of 6

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EPILOGUE

I ended up back in Sharpshin Memorial, where I’d been sent after my run-in with Alistair Duncan. This time it was only hypothermia and a fractured fibula, not massive internal trauma, so I stayed overnight and got sent home with a neon-pink cast. I’m sure my specialist, Dr. Northgate, found that hilarious.

As I was signing myself out, and letting the nurses draw on my cast, someone appeared at my elbow. “Luna.”

His scent was unmistakable, one that haunted my memories. I turned around and poked Joshua in the chest. “Get away from me.”

“Relax!” He held up his hands. “You’re so gods-damned twitchy. Maybe you should see a shrink.”

“Maybe you should get out of my face before I electrocute your groin again, you slimy little shit,” I growled with more desire to hurt someone than I’d ever felt.

Joshua had the nerve to smirk. “You certainly proved yourself worthy of membership in the Serpent Eye. Take it, Luna. You don’t want to be Insoli anymore, trust me. Not in this day and age.”

“Stop telling me what I want,” I snapped. I turned to the nurse who had checked me out. “I’m going outside to get a cab. If this jackass follows me, call security.”

He did follow me, and when I didn’t turn around, he yanked on the arm that wasn’t broken. I exploded. “Don’t fucking touch me!”

“Will you stop making a scene?” He sighed. “For everything Hexed and holy, Luna. I’m offering you your only shot at a normal life, one where you don’t constantly have to look over your shoulder.” He stared me down, and I felt the weight of the dominate. “Take it.”

“Would I be yours?” I asked, meeting his eyes.

“Of course.” He smiled. “As a Serpent Eye, and Nocturne’s pack leader, everything I touch belongs to me.”

“Then I believe,” I said with a quiet smile, “that you can go Hex yourself.”

“I could make you,” Joshua said, the dominate falling over me.

I snarled at him. “You could try.”

He backed away.

Feeling more free than I had in fifteen years, I turned my back on Joshua and stuck out my arm to hail a cab. He grabbed my shoulders and spun me around. “We’re not finished, bitch! You don’t get to walk away from me again!”

Someone on a motorcycle cut through traffic and came to a stop in the taxi line in front of me, eliciting honks and threats of bodily harm from the hack drivers waiting for fares. Dmitri looked up at me through aviator sunglasses. “Who’s this asshole?”

“What are you doing here?” I said. I could deal with Joshua and Dmitri separately, but together, they made me want to go hide under a rock.

“Your cousin told me you were in the hospital,” he said. “Although I figured something awful had transpired after you ran out on me. That’s always the way with you.”

“We’re talking here, my man,” said Joshua. “Get lost.”

“Joshua, shut up,” I snapped, jerking my shoulders out of his grasp. “I’m not going with you, and you can tell all of your Serpent Eyes the same thing. Or let me guess—you’ll tell them I was too much of an ice bitch and you decided I wasn’t worth it, to keep them from finding out you have a tiny little pecker, and that it’s always been that way.” I cocked my eyebrow and looked at Joshua’s fly. “Can’t blame yourself, though. Electrical shocks aren’t known for their male-enhancement properties.”

“This is Joshua?” Dmitri demanded, shutting off his bike and dismounting. He was moving a little stiffly and I prayed that the pack elders hadn’t caught up with him after our little assignation. He took off his sunglasses and stared Joshua down. “This is the prick who gave you the bite and then attacked you?”

“Buddy, she wanted it.” Joshua leered at me. “You obviously didn’t know our girl back in the day. She was a little slut then, and from the look of you, she hasn’t changed. Still spreading ‘em for anyone with a bike and a good line, eh, Luna?”

Dmitri snarled and lunged for Joshua, but I barred him with my intact arm. “I’ll handle this.”

“Gonna tell me what a bastard I am and slap my face, little girl?” Joshua said. “Guess what—I know. And I like it. So why don’t you just keep slumming it, Luna, and I’ll find a real woman, and everyone will be happy. Well, I’ll be happy every time I think of your sorry ass shacked up with him.” He gave Dmitri a sarcastic bow.

There’s a time for sugar, for honeyed words even when you just want to smash something. And then there’s Joshua.

“Tempting as that is,” I told him, “I’d rather do this.” I slammed a left cross into Joshua’s face with every ounce of were strength in me, aiming to drive teeth into his brain. He dropped like a sack of rotten vegetables, skull hitting the pavement with an audible impact.

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Alice
Great book, nicely written and thank you BooksVooks for uploading

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