Hunting Shadows

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Chapter 19

“We have a problem lass.”

“What problem?”

“The Blades. Their becoming bolder, with single concentrated attacks. It’ll only be a matter of time before they get bold enough to launch something in the daytime.”

“Ah I see; so, what’s the plan of attack Commander?”

“What would you say to moving here…? With me? The house is a fortress.”

She nearly choked on her toast and eggs. “I’ll think about it.”

The ride back to town was thrilling as always, and yet as much as she loved the wind rushing past her body while she was tucked against Jayson as he sped back toward her apartment; she couldn’t stop the mad swirl of thoughts.

“Thanks; I’ll check you later for the next time we have to look for the vampire jewelry.”

She was quiet, and wouldn’t meet his eyes. Jayson watched solemnly as she walked back towards her apartment after kissing him. He probably shouldn’t have asked her to move in with him.

God; he needed a drink. He would have to call in people to keep an eye on her. She was stubborn, sometimes too stubborn for her own good. He needed to check into something; sliding into the driver’s side of his 1958 sleek, black Camaro he sped off down the drive back toward the city. A dark writhing shadow glowered at the car as it left the parking garage. He growled low in his throat before disappearing.

Eryn had just made it to her floor when she heard the rumble of an engine and a glance out the window showed Jayson’s car speeding away from her apartment. Ugh Uber controlling men.

“You haven’t had that look on your face in a long time.”

She started at JB’s voice, a snarl rising in her throat. Training and years of built up paranoia had her in a ready crouch with her claws out.

“Easy, I just want to talk… can we do that?”

She stared at him a moment longer, her yellow green eyes no more than slits in the sunlight streaming in from the windows. Finally, she straightened and returned to human form. She glanced warily at him as she opened the door to her apartment.

“What are you doing here JB?”

“I just want to talk to you… that’s all.”

“So… talk; would you like something to drink?”

“Yea; do you have that chocolate hazelnut coffee still?”

She made coffee and watched him from the corner of her eye as he made his way into the living room. His shadow was darker than normal but seemed to be contained. His human form was solid and his eyes were piercing blue sapphires. She handed him coffee and set out a small plate of cookies.

“So how have you been?”

“I’ve been better; but all in all it’s about the same.”

“I’ve missed you… you know.”

“Missed me as a power charge?”

He flinched at the hardness in her voice and the coldness in her eyes.

“If you’re going to be that way; fine, who’s the new guy you’ve been palling around with? The vampire.”

“It’s none of your business who I hang out with.”

“It is when their messing around with my wife and dragging her into things that are going to end up getting her killed.”

“For the record, if I wanted to get myself killed, I would have done it already. Secondly; till death do us part, remember? We’ve been parted since you died three years ago.”

She seethed, and her eyes glowed. He swallowed, breathing deeply. He was not here to make her angry or himself.

“Can we start over? I’m sorry for coming in hard like that.”

“Well you never were never one for being soft.”

He laughed at her unintending joke, the corner of her mouth quirked up.

“Alright, thanks for the coffee; but seriously who is he?”

“Right now, he’s a friend of mine… why?”

“No reason, I just want to know if he’s going to be a threat to me by endangering you.”

JB shrugged nonchalantly; sipping his coffee and assuming an air of innocence.

“He’s not a threat. But I wish you two would stop concerning yourselves with my safety.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Nothing.” She sipped her coffee, blanking her face; and smiling. She would play his game.

“Fine… I just came to get my sweater back anyway. But your boyfriend better watch it.”

“Don’t you dare threaten him; he at least treats me with respect. He makes me feel empowered, strong, and human. Which is something you never did.”

“So, you think he’s better than me. Who sacrificed his life for you so could get away? Who’s gone on countless missions with you, shared a life and raised a daughter with you?”

“That’s low, even for you. At least He hasn’t cheated on me, died and then come back as a terrifying Reaper who takes lives. Don’t you dare bring him into this!”

Her voice had gone low and threatening and her eyes glimmered to a yellow green. She could see the shadow beginning to creep back into his eyes, the black consuming the blue. He leaned back, struggling against the Reapers control. It took nearly all his will power to pull back and remember this was what tied him to the human realm.

“Did you find your sweater?”

“Uh, yea.”

“Alright, cool; the doors that way; I assume you know how to use it.”

He returned her chilling glare with his own, a low growl rising in his throat.

“I think it’s time you stayed away for good. Go find another power charge.”

JB hated the cold closed off look in her eyes, and knowing he was the cause of it. But he also knew there was nothing he could do; she was strong headed and strong willed.

“I’m sorry I’ve put you through so much. But remember, I died for you. I died because I love you.”

She heard him close the door, but not before she heard his phone go off.

She closed her eyes and leaned back against the couch. Her claws transformed back into fingers; she hadn’t even realized they were out. She choked out a sob, curling her legs into her chest. Maybe coming back today had been a bad idea; but if she were being honest with herself, Jayson’s drinking had become a bit too much to take. And she needed a break for a few days before she saw him again.

It had been nearly two weeks since she had last seen both JB and Jayson. She was preoccupied with her thoughts of the boys and didn’t notice the two dark shadowed figures following her. Jack had said he wanted to see her about obtaining a small statue for the Egyptian collection that was priceless and had gone missing from the past.

Before she could react one of the shadowed figures grabbed a hold of her, put his hand over her mouth and dragged her into the ally. She bit his hand so hard she drew blood and caused him to let go; as she turned around the glint of steel caught her eye. Her assailant had a wicked looking knife held in his hand and his eyes glowed with a manic passion.

Right away she noticed the fangs peeking out from his top lip. He was a Blade. She growled low, crouching slightly.

He drove the blade towards her throat, without thinking she blocked it and gripped his wrist. While she grappled with her attacker, she didn’t notice the second Blade come up behind her and drive his foot into the back of her knee. She slipped forward, bringing her arm up and across her face. She let out a deafening scream as the knife plunged through her forearm, spurting blood onto the cement below her. Her scream was silenced by a large fist across her jaw, knocking her unconscious.

He picked up on her immediate intense pain, and disappeared in a flash of black red light as the doorway closed behind the soul he had just sent through. She could not die, and she might hate him but there was no way he would let her suffer.

Jayson ran across the roof and leaped onto the next one, never once considering the fifty-foot gap between buildings; he only knew that sound belonged to one person. Two more buildings and then he dropped into the alleyway expecting the Blades or to find Eryn hurt. He refused to think of her as dead until he was certain.

Jayson’s impact caused the concrete to crack around his feet. He caught a glimpse of the Blades going around the corner with Eryn slung over one of the vampire’s shoulders. Just as he started to move after them JB materialized right in front of him.

“It’s your fault this happened vampire.”

JB looked infuriated and murderous.

“Listen kid, you can either help, or get the fuck out of my way.”

Jayson gripped his sword as his face changed and he showed his fangs.

“I told you to stay away from her.”

“You’re speaking as if she’s your property, and now they’re gone. If you truly cared about her, you would’ve manned up and helped me go after them, but I suppose you’re just a jealous little boy in a Reapers body.”

“You have no idea who you’re talking to.”

“You have no clue who you’re dealing with either son.”

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