"Lover At Last" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ward, J.R.)

тАЬZsadist! Zsaaaaaaaaaaaaadist!тАЭ

The scream carried all the way across the glowing blue lawn as, up at the terrace, a lone figure shot out into the snow at a dead run.

Lots of people shouted back at Bella, but he doubted she heard a thing.

тАЬZsaaaaaaaaaadist!тАЭ

As she skidded into range, Blay immediately reached for her, concerned she was going to slam right into the side of the plane. And, oh, God, he was never going to forget the expression on her faceтАФit was more horrific than any war atrocity heтАЩd ever seen, as if she were being flayed alive, sure as her arms and legs were strapped down and pieces of her very flesh were being peeled from her body.

Qhuinn jumped out of the aircraft. тАЬHeтАЩs okay, heтАЩs all right, I promise youтАФheтАЩs just fine.тАЭ

Bella froze, like that was the last thing she expected anyone to say.

тАЬMy nalla, come inside,тАЭ Z said in that same quiet tone heтАЩd used on Qhuinn. тАЬCome in here.тАЭ

The female actually looked at Blay like she needed a check-in that she was hearing correctly. In response, he simply took her elbow and helped her through the aircraftтАЩs little doorway.

Then he turned away and once again blocked the portal. As sounds of a female weeping openly in relief emanated, he saw Qhuinn draw his hands over his eyes like the male was clearing his own face of tears.

тАЬHoly shit, son, I didnтАЩt know you could fly a plane,тАЭ somebody said.

As Qhuinn looked up and appeared to glance across the landscape, Blay did the same. Talk about your post-apocalyptic scenes: There was a gully extending all along the flight path, like the finger of God had drawn a little line right through the garden.

тАЬActuallyтАжI canтАЩt,тАЭ Qhuinn mumbled.

V put his hand-rolled between his lips and extended his palm. тАЬYou got my Brother home in one piece. Fuck the rest of that shit.тАЭ

тАЬWordтАФтАЭ

тАЬYeah, thanks be to GodтАФтАЭ

тАЬHell, yeahтАФтАЭ

тАЬAmenтАФтАЭ

One by one, the Brotherhood came forward, each putting his dagger hand out. The procession took time, but nobody seemed to worry about the cold.

Blay certainly couldnтАЩt feel it. To the point that he became paranoidтАж.

Reaching into the warmth of his leather jacket, he found his rib cage and pinched himself as hard as he could.

Ow.

Shutting his eyes, he sent up a silent prayer that this was realityтАжand not the horror that might have been.



All the attention was making Qhuinn jumpy.