Fanged Fury (The Adventures of Sydney Sedrick Book 3) (24 page)

She jumped at the sound of my voice. “Oh, dear, you scared me. I didn’t think you’d be awake for quite some time.”

The woman tipped her head back and the blazing red iris’ of her eyes began to shift from side-to-side at a rapid pace. She was communicating to someone. I had no doubt as to whom.

A moment later, Blake, Morris, Kieran, and Daire shuffled into the room where I was sprawled out on a stretcher, hooked up to a heart monitor. I figured the blood hanging from the pole, dripping into plastic tubing connected to the little needle in my arm was to replace the blood I’d lost from the wounds Matt had inflicted upon me.

If I didn’t know any better, Blake and Kieran had some seriously guilty expressions on their faces, because neither of them would look me in the eyes.

“What’s going on with you guys?”

And why did I have a copper taste in my mouth?

Blake stepped forward just as two more people entered the exam room. Before I could see who it was, my sister’s voice spoke over the oversized men blocking my view.

“I don’t care if she’s a vampire now. I want to see my sister!”

Brianna pushed her way through the men standing around me and made her way to my side. Michael followed her path and stood silent between Blake and Morris.

“I’m a what?” I glared at Kieran and Daire, because they were the only two in the room who could have done such a thing to me, without my permission no less.

Kieran placed a hand on my foot. He no longer felt cool to me.

“What did you do to me?”

“Sydney.” Blake spoke up first. “We all did what we had to. Your life’s essence was dwindling to nothing. Kieran shared his blood with you to save you right before your body died from all the blood loss.”

The reality of my being newly undead made my head swoon, and I was pretty sure I would have tossed my dinner had I still been a human.

The copper taste in my mouth must have been from Kieran’s blood. I gagged at the thought of it not tasting as bad as it should have.

Brianna grabbed my hand and gave it a good squeeze. Wow, she felt so warm. I glanced at her face and all I could see was the blood pulsating in the artery at her temple.

I shook my head and closed my eyes to take my mind off of how good my sister smelled.

When I felt composed, I opened my eyes again. “Blake, does this mean we can never really complete the bond?” Unable to help myself, I felt tears falling down my cheeks.

“Oh, Sydney, don’t cry, you’ll get blood all over your face.” My sister smiled brightly at me as she grabbed my chin and dabbed my face.

Blake lowered his head and said, “Sydney, my love, I have something to tell you. Actually, a couple of things.”

I swatted my sister’s nervous hand away. “Blake, what aren’t you telling me?”

“Before Kieran gave you his blood, I finalized our bond. I had hoped it would help give you strength from your wounds, to save you, but you were too far gone and we had to do something to keep you alive.”

My arms and legs broke into goose flesh. Both leaders of the vampires and werewolves were standing next to each other, so what gives?

Then it all came crashing down in a big bomb of clarity.

“I’m a vampire bonded to a werewolf? Am I still the Selected?”

Daire came to the other side of the stretcher and squeezed my calf. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’re still the Selected. I’ve seen your fate, and you’ll do well with these new turns of events. I saw you being attacked by the wolf, so I alerted Kieran before Morris’ wolf called the coven for assistance. Sydney, this was all meant to happen, every last detail.”

I didn’t like the way Daire smiled at me, not one bit.

“You’re a fate demon, aren’t you? Was this all your doing?”

Daire bowed his head and said goodnight to everyone, promising to check in on me soon, then left, without answering my question.

“Sydney, oh my gosh. There’s so much we have to talk about. Michael told me about him being a werewolf and you being the Selected, I knew I just had to come and be with you. Everything will be just fine. Don’t you worry about a thing.” Brianna patted my arm to reassure me.

My baby sister was trying to comfort her newly turned vampire sister with a werewolf mate.

I laughed then stopped short, surprised at my voice, deeper, more sultry.

I also noticed my breasts had grown fuller and perkier. At least there were some benefits to being a vampire.

The nurse snapped the cover over her clipboard and stomped through the crowd.

Kieran stepped close and said, “You’ll stay here, in my coven, while you finish your change. You’ll grow thirsty, but don’t worry. We’ll be here to guide you along.”

The coven leader smiled, both of his fangs hanging over his bottom lip.

“But won’t the Elders be furious about the prophecy not being fulfilled?”

Morris cleared his throat. “Sydney, you are now blood of our blood, and blood of the vampires as well. One day, if the Moon Goddess has her way, your child will bring a new day to us all, both the vampires and the werewolves. I believe that is what the prophecies have foretold of all along.”

Blake smiled mischievously over his shoulder as we both watched Morris and Kieran nod and shake hands with one another.

Imagine that. Vampires and werewolves in the same room getting along like old chums.

I spied my sister smiling, despite the tears I knew she was trying to hold back.

Brianna knew everything.

And she was a witch.

“Brie, don’t even think for a minute you’re off the hook. How long have you known you were a witch?”

Brianna stared at the floor for a second while her cheeks pinked with guilt.

“I’ve known for a little while, but not long.” She smiled, trying to reassure me and make me less mad at her for keeping such a huge secret. I wasn’t anyone to give her a hard time about secrets; I’ve kept a few of my own.

I observed the people standing around my stretcher and realized even though we all had our differences, it was possible for all of us to live here in the same city, and with some measure of peace.

The leaders of the local vampire coven and werewolf pack were getting along.

Tears of joy sprung out of nowhere and I quickly averted my sister’s mothering hand, armed with a fresh tissue.

I had everything a girl could ever want.

Then a thought crossed my mind as my heart skipped a beat.

Daire was a Fate demon, and he had the power to make all of this happen. He said he would have me, that we would one day be together, and I knew he wasn’t saying we’d be just friends.

What did the demon vampire have in mind, and what was he willing to do to make that happen?

See Sydney’s beginnings in the first book

of the Tales of Sydney Sedrick series:

Bizzare Life of Sydney Sedrick

After a rogue werewolf attack triggers her latent powers as the Selected, Sydney Sedrick is reluctantly dragged into a war of vampires and werewolves, both battling for total species domination. Each try to use her as their pawn and are willing to use any force necessary to gain control of her special gifts. For her protection, Sydney is armed with only her grandmother’s journal and Blake, the sexy werewolf who insists they are meant to be together.

In order to succeed, Sydney must embrace her destiny and join the battle to protect both sides from genocide. Caught between two very different worlds, belonging to neither, Sydney is forced to risk it all, or lose everything and everyone she holds dear.

Sydney’s adventures continue

in the second book of the series:

Betrayal Bites

Sydney Sedrick, cursed with the powers of the Selected, is monitored by the vampires and werewolves who covet her abilities to rid the city of one another. Sydney receives a summons to attend the Blood Rites Ball, an Elder vampire ceremony to determine her fate. The Midwestern Werewolf Pack demands her loyalty, while Blake, the heir to the wolf pack, is adamant she is his life-mate, meant to be together, forever. To make matters worse, an insider is betraying the vampires, leaking information to the rogues, who want Sydney dead.