The Blood Bundle, Books 1-2: Blood Singers and Blood Song (New Adult Paranormal Vampire/Shifter Romance)

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Book: Read The Blood Bundle, Books 1-2: Blood Singers and Blood Song (New Adult Paranormal Vampire/Shifter Romance) for Free Online
Authors: Tamara Rose Blodgett
Tags: Urban Fantasy, vampire, paranormal romance, dark fantasy, new adult, Fae, Werewolf, shapeshifter, tamara rose blodgett
voice, the first, hot tears falling. “You should have let me
die. That's all I want. I want to die.”
    Susan was moved with compassion. This waif
with such bottled up emotion and aggression had lost too much. They
would have to start from nothing with her.
    Ground zero.
    Susan crossed her arms and stared at Julia,
who glared back, raising a hand to move her tangled hair behind her
ear.
    “Well, my dear, you're not
going to die. On the contrary, my job is to get you living and
healthy for transport.”
    Despite her commitment to be contrary, Julia
heard herself ask, “Transport... where?” her lip quivered, on the
brink of crying harder.
    “Seattle. You were
acquired by that coven.”
    Julia's vision wavered, tripling. She began
to fall and Susan screamed, “William!”
    Suddenly she was held in arms of warm steel.
Julia's heart slowed and her body calmed, her body's chemistry
lulled by his closeness. Just before she crossed the threshold into
unconsciousness her mind told her what she feared most.
    Blood
share , her body a traitor to her
mind.
    Somehow, she was connected to her captor.
Whether she wanted to be or not.
    Julia faded, the tailspin of knowledge
following her down into the spiral of her dreams of before.

CHAPTER 5
    consequence
     
    Truman looked from one to the other of them
and sighed. “Listen kids...” he ripped a hand through his already
disheveled hair. “I believe you tried to do the right thing, but
Caldwell...” he spread his palms away from his body.
    Jason dropped his eyes, his hands gripped in
Julia's. He hadn't meant to kill Terrell. But... when he saw him
shoot at Julia, something profound and primitive had kicked in. All
he could think of was eliminating the threat.
    Eliminating Terrell.
    So he did. Terrell was gonna kill her. A red
veil had descended, clouding his vision, clouding his mind. It
hadn't lifted until the cops had pulled him off Terrell.
    Four of them.
    At least they'd let him wash off. Wash
Terrell off him. He'd had blood splatter and gore wrist-deep. His
stomach churned a little with the memory.
    Now he and Julia were in the police station,
making noise about self-defense. The cop might look like a rumpled
dishrag but his eyes were sharp, sharp like the bald eagles that
flew outside the windows. Those eyes tracked him like the majestic
bird, equal parts wise and aware, missing nothing.
    “You're of age, son. It
doesn't matter that you were still technically a student. We know
you're over eighteen. Hell... you're almost nineteen, aren't ya?”
When Jason nodded, he continued, “So is your girl here.” His gaze
went to Julia and Jason tensed. The cop took that in, wondering
about the extreme protectiveness of the kid, it struck him as
noteworthy. If he could be called a kid. He looked like a man to
Truman, all height and muscle mass. A jock.
    The girl was the opposite. She had a sullen
and fiery cast to her but she was a tiny thing, different coloring,
all champagne and... those eyes, he thought, repressing a shudder.
They were like a cat's, spun gold. They followed him with an
intensity that was unsettling. He cleared his throat. “As you know,
the teacher was the one that brandished and fired a weapon. You may
be able to get off with counseling. But, your reaction wasn't
typical and there will be some accountability for that.”
    Jason nodded and Julia stifled a sigh. She'd
never get the image of their teacher's brains on the floor out of
her mind. The bigger question would always be: why? Why did he try
to shoot her?
    As if reading her mind, Detective Truman
asked, “Is there some reason Terrell would commit violence against
you, Julia?”
    Her face showed her
confusion , Truman thought. She didn't know
either. He'd do some digging and see what was what. Try to make
sense of the senseless.
    His eyes flicked to Jason. “Your parents
have made your bail. And,” he waggled a finger, “I wouldn't skip
town, pal.”
    Jason almost laughed. Like he'd

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