Page 7 of Bloodmoon Hit
I furrow a brow, watching as my sister blinks and comes back to herself, her pale face going even paler. The two of us, when we were turned by Orpheus, we retained most of our tan skin, but Sibley’s was always a bit paler compared to my own complexion.
“What did you just see?” Orpheus demands, straightening in his seat from the slouch he’d been in.
“It wasn’t completely in focus that time, but I knew I felt the presence of Apollo himself,” Sibley whispers and shakes her head, like she’s trying to clear it. “I’ve never experienced something like that. It’s like he was saying it was your job to protect her.” She looks directly at me as she says this. “She’s your mate.”
“What?” I demand, disbelief filling me. “There’s no way that can be true.”
“It is.” She nods and looks to Orpheus. “I do not lie, and you both know this. I cannot. In my vision, she is Aziz’s mate. She’sto be protected from the blood witches. If they are to get their hands on her before Aziz has a chance to do the blood exchange with her?—”
“She’s a human, I’d have to turn her.” I blurt out, slamming my fist to the table.
“She’s immortal,” Sibley says. “Not human. Her father made this so she would never die. As I was saying, though, is that if they get their hands on her before you do the blood exchange with her, then she’s doomed to their mercy.”
Oh shit.
“So, Apollo wants us to protect this woman?” Orpheus demands.
“It’s what has been demanded by the fates.” Sibley nods, swallowing visibly. “It’s because of this woman that you will find your own mate, and I’ll find mine.”
Oh hell.
Leaning back in my seat, I let what Sibley has just shared sink in.
I wasn’t sure I wanted to have a mate, but the image of Jett pops in my head, and I can’t help but think about what I felt as she’d been walking away. She didn’t freak out as others would. She stood there and even got smart with me.
Hell, and damn nation. The fates have decided to screw with my life, it seems, and this time the Sun God decided also to join in.
But why would they pick me?
Sure, when I was alive and breathing centuries upon centuries ago, I worshipped at Apollo’s temple. I paid tribute to him. I’d do this nearly every day. Even the times I hadn’t been able to make it to his temple, I spoke to the sun itself when I needed to.
I’ve not done that since the day I was turned. I’ve lived in darkness ever since.
“We knew the blood witches were a problem. We already planned to deal with them, so that’s what we’re gonna do. Deal with them. Aziz, I want you to handle this. It’s your number one priority. The rest can wait. Find a way to come to terms with your mate, seal it, do whatever it takes to keep them from getting their hands on this woman.”
“Jett,” I grind out. “Her name is Jett.” I shouldn’t care that he calls her ‘this woman’. I really shouldn’t, but I can’t help it. She has a name, and it’s Jett. Jett Boyer. And she was mine. Whether I liked it or not. Whether she liked it or not.
Tonight was a blood moon, but it wasn’t full. That was still six days from now. Sibley had explained before that the blood moon would stay with us through the full moon. It’s the first time in centuries it’s doing this. I’ve never understood the power behind any of this. I didn’t really care too much so long as it didn’t affect any of us.
Now it’s coming to bite me on the ass because this blood moon shit could end up getting a woman meant to be mine into a world of trouble. A woman who, even when she knew what I was, didn’t seem to blink an eye when she saw what I had done.
Chapter
Five
JETT
“What are you doing?”
I nearly jump out of my skin at Arely’s question. I knew my feet had come off the ground. Whipping around, I face her and plant my hands on my hips.
“Don’t sneak up on me like that,” I snap, watching her through narrow eyes. “You know better than to sneak up on me. You could have given me a heart attack.”
Arely brushes my comment off with a wave of her hand. “You can’t have a heart attack. Besides, I did call out to you. You weren’t paying attention. That means you were thinking of something, was it about a certain dark and tall man you’re destined to be with?”
I roll my eyes and shake my head.
I was definitely thinking about a tall, dark, and handsome man, but he wasn’t just a man. He was a vampire. He wasn’t just a handsome vampire either. He was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen in my life.
