Blood Past woa-2

by Samantha Young

  That was a conversation she was so not looking forward to.

  Tobe would tell her she was crazy.

  “My first time was with a guy from school who thinks Iraq is a brand of Mp3 player. If you’ve got someone like Noah Valois sniffing around your heels, then I say kick them up and let him have his wicked way with you.”

  At the thought of her friend Eden’s chest seemed to rip itself open.

  “Stop,” Cyrus said from behind her and she turned around to see him cut down an empty side street. They gathered around them and Eden glanced warily back out onto the main street. If anyone saw them they’d know they were up to no good. “The club is around the corner. Red door, Eden.” They all looked at her expectantly. Eden exhaled, trying to meet all their gazes, trying to tell them silently that she could do this.

  You can do this.

  She’d totally given Teagan a couple of beatdowns before.

  Cyrus placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. “Remember the plan. And we are right here.” Nodding militantly Eden blurred away from them, using her preternatural speed to confuse any witnesses who might see her. A few seconds later she stood on an isolated back street before a red door covered in graffiti. Taking one more deep breath, Eden stood back and thrust her leg out, her foot connecting with the door and blasting it off its hinges.

  She winced, glancing around. That had been loud.

  Ducking inside, hurriedly, Eden’s eyes sought through the darkness and she stumbled up a couple of stairs.

  “Way to go, stealth girl,” she whispered, catching the wall to keep her balance. Her heart pounded in her chest as she pricked her ears, trying to make out any sound of Tobe or Cameron… or God forbid Teagan. There was nothing. Once she could make out shadows, Eden followed the narrow corridor and rounded a corner, light suddenly flooding out before her as she took in the huge open dance hall.

  It was eerily quiet.

  Too quiet.

  As her footsteps echoed off the walls, Eden’s heartbeat began to echo the sound. A terrifying thought was beginning to crawl its way to the forefront of her mind, despite her fear trying to kick it back to where it had come from.

  There was no one here.

  She spun around, furious tears pricking her eyes. “Noah,” she whispered.

  **

  Noah froze at the clatter that came from the kitchen. Mhairi and the McLeish boys were sitting in tense silence and they turned to Noah with narrowed eyes. Before they could say a word he put a finger to his lips to shush them.

  Heartbeat steady, muscles relaxed and ready for anything, Noah grabbed his Kaskara, a broadsword, and new weapon of choice. Christopher favoured it and when Noah had trained with him he’d come to see why. When he saw how easily it strapped horizontally across the back and could be hidden under his jacket, Noah had decided to trade in the Lakonian he’d been using. It had taken him three hours to learn the nuance of using it and by the end of their first training session he had bested Christopher with it. The weight of the sword in his hand was as always a comfort to Noah as he moved on silent feet towards the kitchen, checking the hallway right and left before he moved out into it. The light was on in the kitchen and Noah couldn’t remember whether the family had left it on or not, but the closer he grew to the room the more Noah sensed something in the air.

  They weren’t alone.

  The kitchen was empty but Noah strode to the opposite end of the room to stare out of the glass double doors that led into the yard. In the dim light cast across the lawn Noah saw Teagan standing facing him triumphantly, two soul eater bodyguards on either side of him.

  October and Cameron were on their knees before him, tape across their mouths, their wrists and ankles bound tight. Fury poured over Noah as he stepped quietly out into the cool night air and smelled the coppery scent of blood from Tobe and Cameron’s wounds. They had been beaten badly.

  Trying to curtail his fury, Noah glanced out and around them, his sharp eyes making sure there were no neighbours peering out of their windows at them. And then he looked back at them and winced at the open gash across Tobe’s face. Teagan must have had her beaten recently; Neith didn’t heal as quickly as Ankh but they still healed faster than humans. The Scots’ wounds were too fresh.

  “You son-of-a-bitch,” Noah snarled at Teagan, dragging the point of his sword across the grass, his eyes blazing with promised retribution. He lifted the Kaskara and pointed it straight at Eden’s disgusting cousin. Noah shuddered inwardly, disbelieving that he had left her to live in a house with this mongrel for so long. “What’s the game, Winslow?”

  Teagan grinned, a smarmy smile of malice and insanity. “You guys got my note. By now my sweet little betrothed will have realised that I played a tiny little trick on her. The fact that you’re here also is just… such a bonus.”

  Noah tried to calm himself. Had it been any other soul eater he’d have been able to play it cool, to focus. But this guy… this guy was obsessed with taking Eden, of abusing her in the worst ways possible. “So what’s this?” he asked in such a bland voice he was almost proud of himself.

  “I’m not stupid, you little jerk,” Teagan sneered at him. “I knew if I tried to take Eden here, in this city, I’d be in over my head. Plus, now that I think about it I’m not sure she’d be willing to sacrifice Cyrus for just these two.” He kicked Tobe and Cameron growled at him around his gag.

  Noah squeezed the hilt of his sword. “You touch her again and I’ll kill you.” Teagan nodded at the two soul eaters beside him who instantly took two steps forward. “You, however, Noah Valois, yeah unfortunately I get the feeling my slutty little betrothed is messing around with you behind my back. So if I take you back to the States, I know Eden will come running to rescue you.” He winked at him and Noah suddenly felt sick as he understood what Teagan meant to do. “Cyrus won’t be able to stop her if you’re involved. So Eden comes running, I use you as leverage to get what I want, you go free, I get Eden as Eden once was and Cyrus gets what’s coming to him. We all win.”

  Noah snorted and gripped his sword, ready to fight. “Go screw yourself, Winslow.”

  “See, I thought you might say something incredibly rude like that,” Teagan tutted, shaking his head. “That’s why I brought incentives.”

  To Noah’s horror the soul eaters didn’t rush to attack him, they both pulled out knives and turned on October and Cameron. Eyes scanning the two huge guys, Noah’s brain raced to calculate how he could take them out and then get to Teagan. As the one standing over Tobe began to swipe the knife towards her, Noah reached into his pocket and pulled out his pen knife. In a shimmer of movement he flicked it open and launched it at the soul eater’s hand. The lug cried out and dropped his weapon, turning on Noah just as Noah reached him. He sliced the Katsara in an upwards stroke across the soul eater’s torso, blood spreading rapidly across the monster’s shirt. Before the soul eater could even comprehend the wound, Noah brought the sword back down and across from its upward swing and took the piece of crap’s head clean off. Feeling the other soul eater launch towards him, Noah struck his sword out behind him, feeling the impact and vibration of it plunge into the guy’s stomach.

  Triumphant, he was just about to pull it out and spin around to finish the job, when he felt a familiar prick in his upper arm. Horrified, he jerked around to catch Teagan pull out the needle and smile at him.

  “Don’t worry. I’m a man of honour. These two go free. But you and I have a plane to catch.”

  “You son-”

  Noah forgot the rest of the words, any words, as Teagan’s face blurred before him. And just as he fell into the darkness only a lethal toxin could immerse him in, he heard Teagan say, “Now let’s get what we came for, let’s grab Grandma and go.”

  Chapter Twenty Four. The Dark Side

  It had been six hours and there was still no trace of Teagan, Noah and Mhairi. They were gone.

  The note Teagan had left was crumpled in Eden’s hands, her knuckles white from clu
tching it so hard. They’d returned to the house as fast as they could once they realised Teagan had deceived them, but it was too late. Alison was already cleaning Tobe and Cameron’s wounds while Tobe cursed and raged at what had happened to them. When Eden had stepped into the room, her eyes wildly searching for Noah, she wasn’t surprised when Alison handed her a note when she asked for him.

  Hey Paradise,

  It’s been a while. I miss my fiancé, even if she is cheating on me with scum. Speaking of said scum, I’ve got your boy Noah and the old gal. Want them back? Go home to the States, Beautiful.

  I’ve left instructions at the gatehouse of Cyrus the Piss-ant’s establishment. Looking forward to seeing you, Babe. Missed you.

  Teagan x

  All it had taken was a phone call to confirm that a package had indeed been left for Eden at Cyrus’ gatehouse. The look in Cyrus’ eyes when he was given the confirmation was a like kick to the back of Eden’s knees. She almost went tumbling down.

  As the family bustled about around her, she had to stop herself from screaming the windows out.

  When Tobe and Cameron had been taken she’d been afraid and angry.

  But Noah…

  Eden was consumed with fury and terror. She couldn’t lose him. First Stellan, now Noah. No. That Teagan had taken Mhairi as well was a mystery to them. Well a mystery to Eden. She didn’t like the closed-off suspicious look in Cyrus’ eyes, but when she asked him about it he told her to stay calm, that Teagan had probably taken Mhairi as an extra precaution in case Noah got away from them.

  “He knows you would never leave Mhairi in his hands, Eden. He is just covering all his bases.” Eden had wanted to believe him but she knew, just knew there was something he wasn’t telling her. Her fury over Noah’s kidnapping kept her from questioning him. It was exhausting and when Cyrus wanted to keep something to himself he was unmoving.

  “Our things packed yet?” Eden asked in a raspy voice as Val entered the sitting room.

  Her mentor nodded. “Tobe’s awake if you want to say goodbye.” After she’d come down from the swearing and the caterwauling, Tobe had collapsed in exhaustion. Cameron had hovered over her worriedly before his mother insisted he get home to get some sleep. Eden had shared a quick distracted embrace with him; glad he was OK, sad to be saying goodbye.

  She didn’t even know how she was supposed to say goodbye to Tobe.

  “Hey,” October said softly as Eden slid into her room. “You’re leaving.” Eden nodded, her jaw clenched tight. “He has Mhairi and Noah” Tobe’s eyes flashed before she blinked back tears. “I know. Mum and dad say Cyrus won’t let them go with you to get her back.” She choked on a sob. “Bring her back, Eden. Please.” Holding burning tears prisoner in her throat, Eden nodded. “I’m going to.” Tobe nodded, slumping back against her pillows, weary and scared. “Noah tried to fight, Eden,” she assured her. “He wasn’t going to let him do this to you but the bugger had help and he stuck Noah before he knew what was what. After that he just took Mhairi and there was nothing we could do. Mum tried to fight but they would have killed her.”

  “Noah got one of them though,” Eden whispered, thinking about the body they’d recovered from the backyard. She wouldn’t be surprised if a neighbour had seen something. McLeish would have to scramble to cover it up if that were true. McLeish. She still hadn’t figured out what was going on with him.

  It didn’t matter.

  Nothing mattered but getting Noah and Mhairi back. A red haze clouded over her vision.

  Tobe frowned. “Eden, I’ve never seen you like this, it’s scary.”

  “I feel scary.”

  Her insides felt raw, her bones brittle, her blood was so enflamed with wrath it seemed to be rushing at super speed around her body as if trying to put itself out. There was an ugliness inside her again, an ugliness she’d thought had disappeared after her transition.

  “You’ll get him back, Eden.”

  She nodded tightly. “And then I’m going take Teagan’s head off with my bare hands.”

  “I think you mean that.”

  Eden suddenly strode towards her, her anger pushing her. “Did he touch you?” Tobe swallowed. “It wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle.”

  “Tobe?”

  “He beat me up, but there was no funny stuff so you can rest easy.” She hadn’t realised how much the thought had been bothering her until the air escaped out of her lungs with relief. “I’m still going to kill him.”

  “Get in a stab for me, will you?”

  Eden smiled sadly and leaned down to hug her. “Of course.” Tobe held on fiercely. “Cam and I kept each other safe, Eden. We’re fine. You just concentrate on getting my Nana and Noah back.”

  “I hate leaving you like this.”

  Pushing her back Tobe responded with a no-nonsense look. “Go. If I could I would.”

  ***

  The jet was too small for Eden’s emotions. She paced up and down, concentrating on the anger trying not to let the fear in. But that little voice kept creeping in, telling her Teagan would probably kill Noah just for being Ankh, so the fact that he meant something to Eden pretty much assured his demise. As for Mhairi… what did Teagan want with her?!

  Her nerves were screaming at her.

  “Eden, please sit down,” Cyrus sighed, looking pained by how upset she was.

  Val just sat staring ahead, locked inside herself. Like Eden.

  Finally the Ankh asked softly, “Did you call Alain and Emmaline?” Eden winced as Cyrus nodded. “They know.”

  Oh God, she had Noah’s parents to face. They were totally going to blame her and they would be right to. It was her fault. Teagan was her messed up family and she should have known to deal with him before hurrying off to explore her new life as an Ankh.

  “How did he discover where we were?” she spat, throwing herself back into her seat. Her hands trembled as she picked up the glass of water Cyrus had pressed on her. “Was it McLeish? I’ll kill the rat.”

  “It was not McLeish,” Cyrus replied patiently. “Christopher and I discovered who the traitor was.

  Unbeknownst to us so did McLeish. He is dealing with it. But that particular traitor has nothing to do with Teagan finding you. I have yet to discover who that is.” The news momentarily shocked her and she sat stunned for a minute. She had been so positive McLeish was the one out to get her. “Who was it?”

  Cyrus and Val shared an uneasy look before he returned his eyes to Eden’s face. “His sister.

  Mary.”

  Surprisingly, that news hurt. “Mary? Cameron’s mom?” She shook her head disbelieving. “She was so nice to me.”

  “She was pretending. She has not recovered from her husband’s death and is abhorred by the fact that the Neith had to entertain you; had to facilitate your transition. When McLeish confided in her about Cosmina, Mary decided to try and contact her. McLeish had his suspicions so he had someone watching her. He had a few false trails set up so that the person she ended up making contact with was one of his own people. With that proof… well… he has promised to deal with her.”

  “That’s it?” Eden snapped. “She tried to have me killed and he’s ‘dealing’ with it.” Val shrugged. “We can only deal with one thing at a time. Right now we’re concentrating on Noah and Mhairi; we’ll deal with McLeish and his sister later.” Eden sank back into the chair and felt a growl burrowing its way out from the back of her throat.

  “I’m going to kill Teagan.”

  “Someone has to,” Cyrus murmured. “His obsession with you is not something that will rest. I am afraid your second hunt may be your hardest, Eden.”

  “Yeah,” she agreed hoarsely. “But not like you think.”

  She could hear Val shift, as if she were uncomfortable with Eden’s tone. “What do you mean?” Rolling her head to look at them, she saw the concern flash across their features as they took in her expression. They deserved to know the truth about her. “I’m going to kill him. And I’m going t
o enjoy it.”

  Chapter Twenty five. Hell, Sweet, Hell

  Ever since he’d met the little creep, Teagan had fantasised about having him in this position. He gazed across the room until his eyes fell on Noah handcuffed to the wall. It wasn’t enough to hold him, so Teagan had injected him with another high concentration of potassium chloride. The Ankh’s head hung limply, his wrists dangling over the iron mounts locking him against the blood red wall.

  “Be glad I’ve eaten, Valois, because you are looking awful tasty right now,” Teagan taunted, crossing his legs, fondling a decorative silver dagger Ryan had bought him for his eighteenth birthday. “Your boss killed my uncle. He was like a father to me.” Noah coughed weakly and Teagan wasn’t so sure there wasn’t a snort hidden in that noise. “Boo for you.”

  Fury shot through him at the sound of a throaty chuckle from the other set of handcuffs. The old Neith woman smiled at him sinisterly. Teagan immediately moved to launch the dagger at Noah but at the last minute he checked himself. He needed to keep the s.o.b alive. “I’d watch it. I already hate you just for being you but the fact that your slimy little hands have been all over what’s mine makes me want to cut off certain things I know you’d miss.”

  With satisfaction, Teagan looked on as Noah forced his head up, those strange violet eyes of his glittering at him darkly against the glaze of the toxin. “You might as well kill me because I’ll die before I let you anywhere near her.”

  His anger soothed Teagan, making him laugh. “Have you met my cousin? Tall, dark hair, lush lips, death stare.” He chuckled. “She’s as stubborn as a mule and once she makes her mind up about something she pretty much sticks to it. She’s coming to trade her life for yours and there’s nothing that will stop her. It’s the only thing that’s keeping you alive right now.” Without a doubt Noah was laughing at him and Teagan had to slam the dagger down on the table next to him to stop himself from doing something he’d regret. “She hates you, you sick douchebag.