Davy Harwood (The Immortal Prophecy 1)

Those words hit me, but he was right. “I am alone and I don’t know who I am—what I am.”

“Davy…”

“Kates said that you want my blood? I have life in me and you want that life?” Everything was blaring inside of me. “You…”

“It’s not that simple.”

“Then make it simple!” I cried out, infuriated. There was something inside of me, something that I didn’t understand. I wanted it out. I wanted it gone because it didn’t belong there. It wasn’t me and I only wanted to be me. “I don’t want this, Roane! I don’t want this thing inside of me. Take it out. Drink it out. Drain me—do whatever you need to do. I want it gone!”

‘Welcome to the Land of Never Death.’

“Get it out of me!” I grasped Roane’s shoulders and pressed myself against him. I felt him stiffen. He was so rigid…. “Please, Roane.”

He sighed in surrender and wrapped both arms around me.

Just then, we heard a cough and I nearly wept, but I couldn’t name from what emotion. Roane lifted his head and I felt the coldness where he had rested his cheek against mine. He turned towards the intruder. “What is it, Gregory?”

“The Family is here. They need to know about her.”

Her—me. I felt the reluctance in Roane and though he didn’t move I still felt a part of him tear away from me. I almost gasped from the pain. “They can’t know, Gregory. No one can know.” It was like he’d spoken about death, about his death.

“Raitscliff and Lucan both think the new Immortal is a different girl.”

“Do you know this girl?”

“Yes.”

“Then go and get her. They can’t hurt her if we have her.”

“You’ll bring war to this household,” Gregory warned.

I glanced towards the Viking vampire and was surprised to see the gravity in his eyes.

Roane wrapped his arms tighter around me. I closed my eyes as his cheek brushed against mine and felt his words against my shoulder. “Find the other girl. Bring her here.”

When Gregory left, I looked up. “What’ll happen to the other girl?”

Something broke inside of Roane at my question. A part of me realized that I was in there because I felt it break. I hadn’t purposely gone into him, but I was. He either didn’t care or didn’t know. “They’ll drain her. They’ll kill her thinking she can’t die. But even if she was the Immortal, I would still need to stop them.”

“Why?”

“No vampire can drink the Immortal’s blood. It can’t be allowed to happen.”

I lifted my head and searched his eyes with mine. ‘How?’

“I’ll fight them.”

I pulled away and out of him at the same time. Everything was too much. “This is all too overwhelming.”

“It’s going to get more overwhelming.”

“What do you mean?”

“You should sit down, Davy.”

That didn’t sound ominous at all. “Okay…” I sat slowly and took a breath. I knew I’d need to ready myself for whatever was coming my way.

He stepped back and leaned against the wall “In all my life, no Immortal has been known.”