Hello, lovelies! We’re back with another snippet from my upcoming release ‘Tara’ the 2nd book in my Daughters of Eltera series! I love this scene because it’s where Tara starts to let Alaric know exactly what the hell is going on, because he really has no idea what kind of job he’s taken. This scene takes place just after they entered the hotel he’s staying at (and he threatened to sedate her if she drew attention) but instead she played herself off as drunk when she bled onto the floor of the lobby because her foot was cut, and totally saved Alaric’s ass by the way. He’s just complimented her quick thinking in the elevator on the way back upstairs, and this is how she responds!
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“Don’t worry about it. I told you I know my place.” She had switched back to English, her voice even and calm as the elevator dinged to a stop at their floor. He clapped his mouth shut and led them to the left to his room where she walked in without any issue.
This was all going so much easier than he had imagined, but he really needed to clean up her foot, she must have cut it when they were climbing over the gate. Luca’s request for ‘not a scratch’ was rebounding in his head.
“Come here.” He stepped past her and into the living room, heading to his duffel for the first aid kit. To search in the bag he put the syringe between his teeth, and she started talking again.
“You don’t need to use the Dreamland on me. I’ll behave, I promise.” Her voice was serious as she continued, “- and it would probably kill a human so you probably shouldn’t experiment with it, if you’re into that.” She was still standing near the door, her injured foot angled away from the floor.
Wait, human? “What do you mean?” Alaric’s head turned at her comment and he found himself holding the first aid kit in one hand and the syringe in the other – what a contradiction.
“Mind if I take a shower?” She glanced into the huge bathroom, pointedly ignoring his question.
“Only if you leave the bathroom door open, I can’t have you locking yourself in.” Alaric kept trying to place her accent, but it was difficult because she spoke Italian just as smoothly as English, and her accent sounded like neither.
“You can watch, I don’t care,” she said as she pulled that beautiful blue top off and he spun on his heels, looking at the ceiling to make sure he couldn’t catch her in his periphery. Behind him he heard the movement of more clothes and her footsteps on the tile of the bathroom and then the snap of the frosted shower door shutting.
He dropped the first aid kit back on top of his bag and tucked the syringe into the case. She’d called the liquid Dreamland like she knew what it was. Hell, she acted like she knew what was happening here better than he did. What socialite was calm and composed in the midst of dead bodies and a kidnapping? A better question, what socialite spent the night in a prison cell constructed in the basement of an Italian villa?
Too many questions that he really didn’t need to ask. He really shouldn’t ask.
Moving to the doorway he kept his back to the shower, and the question tumbled out. “What did you mean when you said it would kill ‘a human’?”
Her voice echoed in the shower, “You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into, do you?”
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The answer? No. He doesn’t. At all.
The way they come together and learn about each other is my favorite part of this book, and if you loved the first book ‘Fae‘ I hope you’ll love this one as well! I do just want to say a big THANK YOU to everyone who wished me a ‘Happy 30th Birthday’ yesterday! I really appreciated the over a hundred well-wishes on my FB page, and I tried to respond to all of you, but if I missed you I’m sorry! Here’s a special THANK YOU just for you. ^_^
Now, enjoy these other snippets below!