Blood Descendants (St. Clair Vampires Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

robe to match the night gown.
    I pulled on the robe
and walked out of the room. Sunlight streamed in from a window to
reveal the ornately decorated hallway. The house looked like it was
straight out of the 16th century and I would never get bored walking
through it. However, I was on a mission and didn’t take my
normal interest in all of the antique items I was passing. I still
couldn’t believe that my mom had been about to sell me out and
that I was somehow a subject to be extracted. Unbelievable.
    I was stomping through
the house looking for Tabitha when voices drifted from the alcove
just outside the library. I ducked behind a life-size vase and peered
around the corner to see Tabitha and the gorgeous man from last night
in a heated discussion.
    “ Jordan,”
Tabitha pleaded. “I can’t just keep her in the dark like
this. Aside from everything else, she really is my best friend.”
    “ You
know that it is not your place to tell her anything. Efia will make
that call. We simply…” Jordan’s sentence trailed
off and he tilted his head up slightly.
    From where I stood, it
looked like he had just sniffed the air. Subconsciously, I smelled my
armpits to make sure I wasn't offensive. When I was satisfied that I
didn’t stink, I looked back up to see Tabitha’s blue eyes
staring at me. I would be lying if I said that I didn’t jump
and let out a little squeak, but I was embarrassed that I had gotten
caught and I should have known better.
    “ Hi,”
we both said at the same time. We giggled at the synchronicity which
drew a gruff sound from the man standing behind Tabitha. She
stiffened and turned toward him, a little bit embarrassed by our act
of immaturity.
    I looked at the
gorgeous man that shared the same eyes as me and tried to muster up a
smile. He still looked like an African god and Tabitha was acting
like one of his worshipers. It was the first time I had ever seen her
truly interested in someone. I wondered how long they had known each
other and if he felt the same way about her. I immediately became
protective of her feelings and I hoped he didn’t hurt her the
way older guys did. My fears where squashed when Jordan placed his
hand at the small of Tabitha’s back and kissed the top of her
head.
    “ So,
Cheyenne,” Jordan started, “you must be hungry.”
    “ I
could eat,” I replied lamely.
    Jordan led me and
Tabitha into the kitchen and began looking in the fridge. I sat next
to Tabitha at the breakfast bar and made goo goo eyes at Jordan’s
back. Trying not to laugh, Tabitha swatted at me to stop just as
Jordan turned and caught me. For someone so professional and
sophisticated, I expected him to roll his eyes at my juvenile
behavior but he surprised me. Instead of passing judgment on me,
Jordan simply gave me the most amazing smile that I had ever seen and
shook his head slightly. He seemed like a cool guy and I was really
happy for Tabitha.
    We sat and watched as
he expertly chopped and diced an assortment of vegetables and cheeses
and mixed them together in a bowl. Eventually, the smell of garlic
bread sticks from the oven was so thick and rich that my mouth
watered. Tabitha had taken three plates out of the cabinets and set
them on the counter along with the proper silverware and glasses.
After about twenty minutes, the meal had come together nicely and we
were able to dig in. For a regular carnivore like myself, salads were
usually considered rabbit food, but this salad was amazing. I had
never thought to substitute meat with avocado. When my plate was
empty, I had to suppress the urge to pick up the plate and lick the
homemade dressing off of it. Completely satisfied, I sat back in my
chair and sighed heavily.
    “ Did
you enjoy your meal?” Jordan asked with a smile.
    “ Yes,
very much so. Thank you.”
    “ My
pleasure, Cheyenne. Now, if you’ll excuse us, Tabitha and I
have a meeting to attend in the conference area. We shouldn’t
be too long.”
    And with that, I was
alone. I sat