Chronicles- A Devil's Daughters Crossover- Book Two(Published Feb 2017)

Turning Tides

   "What do you mean, your Mother was here?" Lync inquired, waiting his turn for the treadmill. "I thought she was..."
   "So did I!" Kember sighed, having found her way to the gym after tossing and turning in her bed for hours. "An she wasn't here, here, but Sanctuary is close enough to give me the shivers.
    She and Malice had spent some time together, some rather, incredibly sinful and steamy time, and now Malice was back in Sanctuary with Rehoboam and her children, and Kember was, well, at this very moment, working on her second round of cardio. Had to keep in shape, had to keep her mind off of, everything.
   "So, is she gone now?" Lync asked, giving up on the treadmill and moving on the free weights. "Or am I going to have to hide away?"
    She wanted to tell him that it was all over, and that none of them had to worry about Kalin again, but yeah, fat chance. That female was a Witch in the truest sense, though Kember often replaced the W with a B. How could she not, though? Her Mother had tried, how many times now, to have her killed?
    'I was trying to protect you from him, Stavros was not the male you thought he was!...'
    There was protecting, and then there was kidnapping and confining your daughter, for weeks and months on end; one test of magic after another. 'He wanted to steal from you, your gifts...'
   More like, she, wanted to steal her gifts, as Kember had heard her whisper to others; but, if Lady Ellaria and Kalin had their way about it, and Navina too, she'd be forced to believe that all her Mother had spoken, was true. She had tried to protect her. Her Father was a vile male who used them both. Pathen, oh and then there was that egotistical pawn of the Eno'tai, rearing his ugly mug and ruining hundreds, no, millions of lives.
    Right, and she was able to flip that switch, and forget about all the horrible things her Mother had done? Just like that?
   "You okay? Cause you look like you're planning for war!" Lync called out, drawing her back to reality. "You might want to..." But it was too late, and Kember felt her feet go out from under her, and her upper body hit the treadmill and she spun right off of it. "...slow, down!" He finished, and dropped the weights on the floor, coming to help her up.
   "Bloody hell!" She grumbled, accepting his hand and examining her elbow and shoulder.
   "You should head over to the clinic and let someone look at those for you!"
    "Not, happening!" Kember sighed, "It's just a flesh wound."
    "At least grab a vial of Vamp..." His eyes grew wide and he went for his wrist.
    "What the fuck, is your crazy ass thinking? Hell fucking no!" She glared at him. "I will never, accept your wrist, so don't even try and offer!"
    "They say I'm the best!" He laughed, just as Markus entered through the doors. "Hey, if not mine, then maybe his?"
    "My what?" Markus grumbled, clearly not impressed.
   "What's got you tied in a knot?" Kember inquired as the Vampire came over to examine her arm.
    "You need to see the Doc!" He replied, ignoring her as he went for a cloth on the shelf, and wet it in a nearby sink. "That one gash above your elbow is gonna need stitches."
   "Fuck off!" She sighed, and made for the first aid kit in the gym office.
   "You need, stitches!" Markus called out again, but Kember shook her head.
   She wasn't going to the clinic, there was no one, in, the clinic anyhow. No Madrina, no Zahara...
   "Nyx can stitch you up!"
   "HA!" She laughed, and pulled out a roll of gauze and then the tape, and started to bandage herself up. "And any one of you two says anything to Malice..."
   "Say what to Malice?" And Kember spun around to see Navina coming through the doors in her pajamas. "And why are you bleeding?"
    "I'm not bleeding!" Kember smiled at her, and applied another layer of gauze.
    "So, that's a puddle of wine at your feet?" Navina cocked a brow at her.
    "Shit, Kember!" Markus gasped, pulling up the sleeve of his sweatshirt.
    "I'm fine!" She told them all, but looking down at that small pool, she was definitely, not alright. "What the..." But she didn't get to finish that sentence, as her legs went jelly beneath her and she found herself being whisked through the halls of the Null.