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    Storm (Blood Haze: Book Two) A Paranormal Romance

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      me and kissed me. It felt so good to be there with

      him again.

      “I’m going to go pack some stuff,” Max

      mumbled.

      “Wait!” I said, pulling away from Kai. “Max, I

      don’t want you to go just yet.”

      “I’ll only be a few minutes,” he said. “You

      can spend some time with… Kai… until then.”

      “Alright,” I conceded.

      Max disappeared up the stairs, and Kai put his

      arms around me again.

      “You don’t know how much I’ve missed

      you,” Kai whispered. “It’s been so hard being

      away from you, not knowing what was

      happening or how you were.”

      “I’ve missed you, too,” I told him. “I think

      about you every day. I dream about you every

      night.”

      “I love you,” Kai breathed into my ear.

      “I love you, too,” I told him. “So very much.”

      He enveloped me into a rapturous kiss, and it

      felt like I would melt away in his arms. His lips

      were warm and soft, and his arms made me feel

      so safe and comfortable.

      “Alice, I…” he started to say.

      Just then, the front door flew open. I gasped as

      five blurry figures swept into the foyer. They

      appeared to be nothing more than gray streaks,

      and they seemed to be hovering in the air. They

      looked like ghosts or something.

      Kai instinctively stepped in front of me and

      tried to shield me with his body, but I saw the

      vague shape of an arm rise from one of the

      figures, and a glowing white orb shot out and

      struck him. He slumped to the floor.

      “Kai!” I screamed, starting to kneel beside

      him.

      Before I could, I felt myself being lifted from

      the ground. The shadowy figures were suddenly

      floating beside me, and I felt cold, clammy hands

      grasping all over me and hoisting me into the air.

      I heard a strange hissing sound, and I saw a

      smoky, white haze floating around me. I started

      to feel excessively tired, and I fought to keep my

      hold on consciousness. I shook my head and tried

      to clear it.

      “Alice!” I heard Max shout, and I turned to the

      sound of his face just in time to see a white orb

      strike him. He fell forward and tumbled down

      the stairs. His body came to a rest in a painful

      posture at the bottom of the stairs.

      “Max…” I whispered, just before I lost

      consciousness.

      *****

      Chapter Thirteen – Dmitri

      As I began to come around, I thought I heard a

      voice on the wind. I could hear a breezy,

      whispery sound whirling around me. It sounded

      vaguely like speech, but I couldn’t distinguish

      any words.

      I blinked, and things slowly began to come

      into focus. I was lying on the floor, and I could

      see bars in front of me. I thought for a moment I

      was in jail, but as my vision returned, I could see

      it wasn’t a cell… it was a cage.

      I struggled to sit up, and I saw the shadowy

      figures twittering around me. They seemed to be

      speaking to one another, but their words were

      indecipherable to me. It sounded like a ghostly

      wind, the tone slowly rising and falling in some

      semblance of language.

      As my eyes continued to adjust to my

      newfound consciousness, I looked around the

      room. The floors and walls were all made of a

      pale, sand-colored brick. I could see something

      that looked like a sort of platform, built of the

      same material as the floor and walls, against the

      far wall. The platform was flanked by huge red

      curtains, which were held back by golden cords

      with tassels.

      The only light in the room came from two tall

      candelabras, which appeared to be made of brass.

      Each one held five off-white candles, which were

      almost burned away. I noticed that everything in

      the room, including the massive birdcage I was

      in, cast tall shadows in the flickering candlelight.

      Everything, that is, except the shadowy figures.

      I strained to hear something in the distance. It

      sounded like footsteps echoing hollowly. The

      sound got louder and louder, and from behind

      one of the red curtains, there appeared a robed

      figure of a man. His skin was pale, but pinkish,

      and he appeared to be very old. His short, spiky

      hair was deep black, despite his obviously

      advanced age. His robe was made of a deep

      purple fabric, and it seemed to swallow his frail

      frame.

      The clack-clack of his heels echoed

      throughout the room, and the shadowy figures

      were silenced immediately. They all shrank to

      half their normal size, appearing to bow before

      the man. The man waved his hand, and the

      figures scattered and flew away behind the

      curtain.

      For several long, awkward moments, the man

      simply stared at me. He seemed to be sizing me

      up – trying to figure out exactly what I was. I

      licked my lips nervously and tried to avoid his

      gaze.

      Finally he spoke.

      “Alice Wright, I presume?” he said in an

      accent I recognized.

      I clenched my jaw for a moment, trying to

      stop my chattering teeth. I did not want to appear

      weak or frightened.

      “I am,” I said at last. “And you are?”

      “Dmitri Dukas,” he replied. “I am an… old

      friend… of someone I believe you know.”

      “Barnabas?” I guessed.

      “Very astute young lady,” he commented.

      “What made you draw such a conclusion so

      quickly and surely?”

      “The accent,” I said. “You must come from

      the same area?”

      “You are quite observant. I am impressed.”

      “Can we just cut the small talk and get to the

      point?” I asked. “What do you want with me?”

      He chuckled menacingly.

      “Smart and brave. I like it.”

      I glared at him.

      “Answer me,” I said forcefully.

      “Barnabas has something I want,” he answered

      after a brief pause. “I have only taken you to

      exchange for it. If he gives me what I want, I will

      return you unharmed.”

      “If you want something from Barnabas, why

      did you take me? He hardly knows me. Why not

      take one of his sons?”

      “Because taking you would hurt the sons,

      which would in turn hurt the father. Besides, you

      are more important to all of them than you

      realize.”

      “How do you know all of this?”

      “I know everything,” he answered.

      “Everything?” I asked, and I felt my brows

      furrow in confusion.

      “Yes, everything.”

      “What are you… like… God or something?” I

      asked mockingly.

      “Something like that,” he agreed.

      “You don’t look like God.”

      “You know what God looks like?”

      “Well, no. But is
    n’t he supposed to have

      white hair and a beard or something?”

      Dmitri erupted into a sharp cackling laughter,

      which continued for several seconds. It was so

      comical I almost laughed with him, and I

      probably would have if I hadn’t been so irritated.

      Finally, he took a deep breath.

      “Are you comfortable, Alice?” he asked.

      “You mean am I comfortable lying on the

      cold, hard floor of a giant birdcage dangling in

      the middle of a cold stone room in a location I

      don’t know, with creepy ghost-like things

      floating around and whispering? If so, then no.

      I’m not.”

      He chuckled.

      “I can bring you a blanket or some food,” he

      said. “I mean you no harm. I only need to impress

      upon Barnabas the seriousness of my request.”

      “Request? Seems more like a demand to me.”

      “Perhaps. Either way, he must relent.”

      “What exactly do you want from him?”

      “That is none of your concern.”

      “Alright, fine. Well… do I get a phone call or

      anything?”

      “Not at this time. But I will have some food

      brought to you later.”

      I sighed and leaned back against the back of

      the cage. This movement caused the cage to rock

      back and forth, and the chain squeaked loudly

      against the ring that suspended it from the

      ceiling.

      “I will check in with you later,” Dmitri said,

      stepping backward.

      I said nothing, and after a brief pause, Dmitri

      left the room.

      I scanned the room, looking for a way to get

      out. The cage bars were all very strong, and there

      was no way for me to squeeze through. The chain

      looked extremely sturdy, and there were no signs

      of cracks around the ring where it was attached

      to the ceiling. I tried pulling the bars apart, but I

      was weak from not feeding in some time. They

      wouldn’t budge. I sat back and banged the back

      of my head against the bars of the cage angrily.

      I thought about Kai and Max, and I

      desperately hoped they were okay. I thought

      about them lying there, motionless as though

      they were dead, and a lump swelled in my throat.

      I had no way to know if they were alive or dead.

      Then I thought of Alexi and Liam. What

      would they think when they came home and I was

      missing. Would they realize I hadn’t run away if

      Kai and Max couldn’t tell them? I remembered

      how pleased they both were when they thought of

      taking me to the cabin. Would they think I had

      just left?

      Kai. Precious Kai. It horrified me to think of

      him lying there, helpless and silent. I thought of

      all the time recently I couldn’t have spent with

      him and didn’t. I finally dissolved into tears as I

      thought of his beautiful face, his gentle kisses,

      and his strong arms around me.

      Please let them be okay, I prayed. I’ll do

      anything. Just please let them be okay.

      I lied down on the cold metal floor of the cage

      and cried until I finally fell asleep.

      “Alice? Alice. Alice, hear me,” I heard a

      whispery voice say.

      “Who’s there?” I asked, sitting up and looking

      around.

      “Alice, can you hear me?” the voice

      whispered.

      “Yes, I hear you,” I said.

      “Alice? Alice, I know you can do this. Use

      your mind. Say something to me.”

      Use my mind? I thought. What does that

      mean? Like… telepathy?

      I concentrated carefully, and I thought, I hear

      you.

      “Alice!” the voice whispered. “I knew you

      could do it!”

      Who is this? I thought.

      “It’s Alexi,” the voice echoed in my mind.

      “Liam and I are connected. We won’t be able to

      communicate for long before we are drained.”

      Alexi! I thought. Are Kai and Max okay?

      “Yes, they are fine,” Alexi said. “Liam and I

      found them when we came home, and when we

      revived them, they told us what happened. Are

      you okay? Have you been harmed?”

      I’m fine, Alexi.

      “Thank goodness,” he said. “Where are you?”

      I don’t know. I’m in a cage in a dark room.

      Some old guy named Dmitri has me.

      “Dmitri!” Alexi gasped. “What does he want

      with you?”

      He said your father has something he wants,

      but he wouldn’t tell me what it is. He said he

      wanted to trade me for whatever it is.

      “Alice, Liam and I are weakening quickly. It

      takes too much energy to maintain this

      connection. I will contact you again as soon as

      we regain our strength. We’re coming for you. I

      promise. We’re going to get you out of there.”

      Please don’t come for me! I don’t want you

      to get hurt.

      “We won’t. We’re not going to leave you

      there. I’d rather die.”

      Please, Alexi. I’m begging you. Don’t risk

      your lives for me.

      “You are my life, Alice,” Alexi insisted.

      Alexi…

      “I must go. I will come for you soon.”

      Alexi. Alexi! Please…

      It was too late. The connection was broken,

      and I was alone again. I wanted to desperately to

      convince him not to come for me. I knew what

      those shadowy ghost things could do, and I didn’t

      want to risk any of them. But I knew he wouldn’t

      listen.

      The hours crawled by. No one came with food

      or water. No one checked in on me. The voices

      were silent in my head. It was cold and lonely,

      and I felt afraid. I wasn’t so much afraid for what

      might happen to me as I was for what might

      happen if they came for me. To think of Kai,

      Max, Alexi, and even Liam getting hurt because

      of me was unimaginable.

      I finally fell asleep again. There was nothing

      else to do, and I hoped sleeping would make the

      time seem to pass faster.

      “Alice? Alice. It’s Alexi. Wake up,” I heard

      the whispery voice echoing in my head.

      Alexi, I thought. I’m awake.

      “Stand up,” Alexi instructed. “We have a

      friend here to help. I need you to stand up and

      move against the wall of your cage.”

      Without stopping to ask why, I immediately

      complied.

      “Hillary is going to open a portal in the floor

      of the cage,” Alexi explained. “It’s taking the

      combined energy of her, Liam, Kai, and myself to

      do this, so you have to hurry. We only have

      seconds. Fall through it. I’ll catch you, I

      promise.”

      I saw a swirling vortex of fog slowly start to

      appear in front of me.

      “Go. Now! I’ll catch you,” Alexi said.

      I trust you, I thought.

      With that, I stepped into the swirling vortex.

      *****

      Chapter Fourteen – Calm

      One moment, I was inside the cage. The next

      moment, I was f
    alling. True to his word, Alexi

      caught me. I fell safely into his arms, and I

      immediately threw my arms around him.

      “Alexi!” I shouted, squeezing him tight.

      “Alice…” he whispered into my hair.

      I kissed his cheek, and said, “I knew I could

      trust you.”

      With reluctance I could easily sense, he

      lowered me to my feet. His arms stayed around

      me for a moment more, and he finally let me go.

      “Alice,” I heard Kai say.

      I turned to face him. He was trembling in the

      floor, and blood was oozing from his nose.

      “Oh, my God, Kai!” I gasped.

      I ran to his side and kneeled beside him. I

      brushed his hair away from his face, and I pulled

      him into my arms.

      “What happened? Are you alright?” I asked

      him.

      “I had to help…” he said weakly.

      “You did,” I told him. “I’m here. I’m safe.”

      “This has weakened him badly,” Alexi said.

      “He isn’t as strong as the rest of us.”

      “I’m fine…” Kai said, but he still trembled

      badly.

      “No, you’re not,” I argued. “You’re not fine

      at all. I’m so tired of people getting hurt because

      of me.”

      I gently smoothed his hair as I held him, and I

      kissed his cheek gently.

      “Someone hand me a tissue or something,” I

      said.

      Alexi stepped into the dining room and

      quickly returned with a handful of napkins. I

      took one and blotted the blood away from under

      Kai’s nose.

      “I’m fine, really,” he said, trying weakly to

      push my hand away.

      “Okay, then stand up,” I challenged him.

      He tried to push himself up, but his arms

      shook so hard he just slipped back down.

      “You’re not fine,” I insisted.

      “I’m just weakened,” Kai said. “I’ll be fine in

      a little while.”

      I’d been paying so much attention to Kai, I’d

      forgotten about everyone else. I scanned their

      faces. Max looked brooding and angry over Kai.

      Liam and Alexi were whispering against the far

      wall. And I noticed a stranger – a woman. She

      had rich ebony skin and cropped blonde hair, and

      her black eyes glared at me as she stood with her

      arms crossed.

      “Hillary?” I asked, standing and extended my

      hand toward her.

      “That’s me,” she said, without shaking my

      hand.

      “Thank you so much for helping me,” I told

      her, lowering my hand uncomfortably.

      “No need to thank me,” she said. “I did it as a

     


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