will need all the help you can get,” preached the Chancellor. He too seemed weary and ready for the meeting to end.
“Well, as your assistant put it so bluntly,” she snapped, flashing a nasty look toward Jayden, “your hunters are trained to do jack. So I’ll tell you what. If I need a vampire staked on the way to Morphus, I’ll let the team make a contribution. But until I ask for help, stay the hell out of my way.”
Chapter Eight
Abby slammed the door open and stomped out of the office in a foul mood. She was literally screaming inside. Her attention was immediately thwarted, drawn to the huntress leaning against the wall beside the office, the one she almost smacked with the backside of the door. Unaffected, she continued to lean back with her arms crossed, her demeanor blasé. Fixed in a gaze with the woman, Abby experienced a recognizable sensation. This was the same person that hid in the darkness watching her. She was sure of it.
Abby looked deep into her eyes. Usually she could get a feel for a person, figure out whether they would be friend or foe, but this one eluded her. Her glare was so unmoved Abby didn’t know what to make of it. Fearless, almost.
Jayden followed her into the hallway. For once, too interested in the other woman’s reaction, he paid no mind to Abby.
“Chancellor, your eight-thirty is here,” he stated.
Noel withdrew himself from the office. She felt a forceful hand push her into motion. His body positioned itself between her and the others.
From an increasing distance, Abby heard the Chancellor invite the woman into his office, calling her Valerie. Even though Abby was still looking to her, Valerie’s attention was drawn to Jayden, who was eying her suspiciously. She ignored him and entered the office. Despite being able to read Valerie’s character, Abby couldn’t help but find the woman likeable. The look she gave Jayden as she turned her back on him was commendable. She too saw him as nothing. Too bad she preferred the life of the peeping mute.
The accommodations given to Abby and Noel were small and old. It wasn’t the lifestyle they were accustomed to, but it was livable. The bedroom and adjoining bathroom had been kept up but it hadn’t been updated for several decades. They were given nothing more than two twin beds, two bedside tables, two lamps and two chest of drawers.
Noel was lying on one of the beds, intensely rubbing the area between his eyes. Abby was too high strung to relax. She wore down more of the musty carpet runner as she continuously walked back and forth, cursing Jayden under her breath.
“Just breathe.”
“Oh, that’s real funny,” snapped Abby. She didn’t mean to but she had very little control over her emotions at the moment. “Had you just let me rip his throat out I wouldn’t be so ticked off right now!”
That last snippet was immediately followed by a burn deep in her chest. She gasped and threw her hand to her heart. Noel’s reaction to her reaction was just as quick. His eyes bugged open in concern as he shot up in bed.
“It’s nothing,” she immediately puffed. She turned her back on him, her lips disappeared into her mouth and her arms wrapped around her body.
She knew he didn’t believe her. And with good reason.
She needed to calm down but the conversation with Jayden kept playing in her head over and over again, each time making her angrier. Such a contribution, really. She never wanted to smack someone so much! How dare they complain! They, whose insufficient education and training led to all those deaths, had the nerve to complain that their hunters weren’t good enough. Then train them all-freakin’-ready! Make them capable of fighting more than vampires. Emily had been under her care for two years now and already had improved ten-fold.
Without thinking, her right hand let go of the left side of her waist and flung across her body. Whoosh ! The bathroom door slammed shut and the lamp beside it clunked
Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni