Kerrelyn Sparks: How to Seduce a Vampire (Without Really Trying)

Angus ran from the room, shouting for the other Vamps.

Neona sank to the floor.

“We’ll get a rescue party together fast,” Emma assured her.

“I don’t understand,” Freddie said. “He’s a vampire. Why doesn’t he just teleport out?”

Neona’s eyes burned with tears. “It must not be working for him. I’m afraid he’s in trouble.” She stood on shaky legs. “I have to go.”

“I’ll go with you.” Freya followed her to the courtyard, where Angus had gathered a group of Vamps. Rinzen, Tenzen, and Rajiv joined them, their arms filled with shovels and axes.

Angus paced about.

“What are we waiting for?” Freya asked.

“Still daylight there,” Rajiv told her.

Norjee ran up to Neona. “What’s happening? Where are you going?”

“We have to find Zoltan.” Neona knelt in front of him. “Stay here and have supper with your friends. Maybe you can spend the night with one of them.”

“I want to come!”

She tousled his hair and blinked away tears. “I need you to stay here. I’ll be back with Zoltan as quick as I can.”

Norjee’s chin trembled. “You’ll come back?”

“Yes!” She hugged him. “I love you.”

“It’s time,” Angus announced.

Neona waved at Norjee as a Vamp teleported her away.

Neona’s back ached as she passed another rock down the line. She hadn’t told any of the rescue party that she was pregnant for fear they would insist she sit idly by while they labored. All night long, they had worked. Vamps had teleported in more shifters like Howard and his nephews, who had stayed at the castle with him.

As soon as she’d arrived, Zhan had run up to her. Tashi and her fiancé were still there in the valley, and Tashi had repeated to everyone what Zhan had told her. Zoltan had been talking to the leopard the night before. He’d managed to open a hole, where he’d discovered that even though the larger cavern room had collapsed, a small section of the cave by the Living Water was still intact. He’d teleported in and broken through the wooden covering over the Living Water. While he’d hacked away at the covering with a pickax, the vibrations had caused the mountain to shift. Rocks had fallen and plugged up the hole. He’d been unable to teleport out. Zhan had started digging, trying to save him. Tonight, Zhan had called out to Zoltan repeatedly, but Zoltan had been silent.

The Vamps tried calling him on his phone. Even if he didn’t answer it, the noise could provide a beacon where a Vamp could teleport in. But there was no sound. They tried contacting him through vampire mind control, but no response. The worried looks they gave each other made Neona’s heart clench. It was nighttime. Zoltan should be awake. He should be able to hear them.

She touched her stomach. Had she lost him? Was the baby all that was left of him?

She waited, her heart heavy, while the rescue party figured out the best place to open a hole. Then they formed a line, moving the rocks away carefully, making sure the ground didn’t shift so that the ceiling over Zoltan didn’t collapse on him.

As dawn approached Tiger Town, the Vamps reluctantly teleported away. Neona remained with the were-bears and were-tigers, and they continued to work. Just before sunrise reached Beyul-La, Freya, Tashi, and her fiancé caught some fish from the stream and found a skillet in the ruins of the storeroom. They lit the fire in the fire pit and cooked for everyone.

“We got it!” Howard yelled. Everyone stopped as he peered into a small hole with a flashlight. “I see him! Zoltan, can you hear me?”

No answer.

“Crap.” Howard shoved more rocks aside to make the hole larger. “Jimmy, bring the rope. I’ll climb down.”

“You’ll take the mountain with you,” Jimmy grumbled. “You weigh a ton.”

“I’ll go.” Neona scrambled toward them. “I’m lighter. And if he’s injured, I can heal him.”

Neona tied the end of the rope around her waist and wedged the flashlight under the rope with the light on, facing down. She stepped into the hole, and the were-bears lowered her into the cave.

In the small circle of light, she could see Zoltan’s legs. He wasn’t moving. Her heart clenched with fear.

She landed and looked up. “It’s not far. About as high as one of the roofs on our houses.” She untied the rope around her waist.

“In that case—” Howard jumped and landed with a thud beside her. Jimmy followed. Jesse and the were-tigers remained on top with the other end of the rope.

While Howard ran his flashlight around the small cave, Neona knelt beside Zoltan. He was lying next to the pool of Living Water. Boards and debris were piled close by where he’d uncovered the pool. She felt for a pulse at his neck. He was alive. Barely.

Tears stung her eyes. She hadn’t lost him. “He’s alive.”

“God, that’s a relief. He must have brought a supply of blood with him. Ah, there it is.” Howard shone his flashlight on a plastic container of blood. It had been opened but discarded, and the blood had escaped to form a small pool. “That’s weird. Why didn’t he drink it?”

“I think he did,” Jimmy said, beaming his flashlight on another puddle. “Looks like he barfed it up.”

“Huh?” Howard looked closer. “This doesn’t make any sense.”

Neona ran her hands over Zoltan from head to toe. No broken bones. No injuries that she could see. Her vision blurred with tears. Her Zoltan was alive and safe.

The hole overhead lightened as the sun came up in the valley.

“Crap,” Howard muttered. “Now he’ll go into his death-sleep. We won’t be able to tell if he actually dies on us.”

Neona quickly felt his neck again. “He’s fine. He still has a pulse.”

“What?” Howard pressed his fingers against the other side of his neck. “Holy crap! How is he alive?”

Neona looked at the pool close by. “The Living Water. He drank it so he could survive.” She cupped some water in her palm and lifted Zoltan’s head. The water dribbled on his mouth and down his chin.

“Wake up, Zoltan! You have a wedding to attend. A son to raise. And a dragon boy who still needs to be rescued!” She cupped some more water and tried again. This time his mouth opened.

Howard looked up at the opening. “Find us a cup. Or a bowl. Quick!”

A tin cup was dropped down, and Howard caught it. “Okay.” He passed it to Neona.

She dipped it into the Living Water, then pressed it against Zoltan’s mouth. He drank.

“Sheesh!” Jimmy jumped back. “He’s alive during the day!”

Zoltan’s eyes flickered open, and he looked at Neona. “You’re here.”

“Yes.” She tilted the cup, and he drank more water. A tear ran down her cheek. “I don’t know whether to hug you or scream at you. How could you risk your life like this? Don’t you know how much I love you?”

“Your house, your valley was destroyed. I thought I could at least find a way to the Living Water for you.”

She set the cup down and held him against her chest. “You silly man.” Tears streamed down her face. “I thought I had lost you.”

“I tried to teleport out,” he whispered. “But I couldn’t.”

“I know.” She stroked his hair.

“I’m hungry. The blood doesn’t work for me anymore.”

“Give us some of that fish!” Howard shouted.

After a few minutes, a package was dropped down, and Howard caught it. The fish was wrapped in a piece of cloth. He handed it to Neona, and she opened the cloth.

Zoltan sat up and stared at the light overhead. “It’s daytime. I can see sunlight.”

“Right, dude,” Jimmy said. “And you’re about to eat real food.”

Zoltan gave the fish a wary look. “I haven’t had food in almost eight hundred years.”