Blind Salvage: A Rylee Adamson Novel(34)

He shrugged and then shook his head. “I think it has to do with taking your blood. Faris was able to give you some of his powers, from what you’ve said, and it looks like your blood gives me a glimpse into what is coming your way. If I’d known that was a possibility, I would have tried to Read you sooner.”
I didn’t say anything right away, the crackle of the flames the only sound. The scent of sage drifted over to me as the wind shifted. Glimpses of my future—only Giselle had done that for me in the past, reading my palms. Tracing what was coming on my skin like a road map. I’d never had anyone Read me before.
“And you think I need to know what you’re seeing?”
His eyes softened. “Yes. This has happened for a reason. But, understand that what I can see doesn’t really make sense. I’m not getting the full picture, just glimpses here and there. I think it’s because it has been some time since I took blood from you.”
I rubbed my hands on my legs, thinking fast. The thing was, any sort of heads up of what I might face would be of help. “Tell me what you see. It might not make sense to you, but it could to me.”
He nodded and strode around the fire pit, the flames seeming to reach out to him as he passed. Crouching down right in front of me, he rested the backs of his hands on my knees and beckoned with his fingers. I put my palms against his, a whisper of electricity passing between us, as if I’d plugged directly into a wall socket. Not unpleasant, but not real comfortable either. The tips of his fingers pressed up against the pulse in my wrists, but he didn’t grab me.
His eyes slid shut and his head dropped forward almost between my knees. “Your life will not be without trials. Ever. What is left for you is battle after battle. This will never change.” A shiver ran through his body and seemed to course up through mine, sending gooseflesh up and along my arms. Fan-freaking-tastic. Just what I wanted to hear.
“The darkness is rising around you, surrounding you. But you have all you need to face it. You are going to lose people you love in these battles. There is no way around this.”
I wanted to jerk my hands out of his, but held still. “I thought this was about me?”
He didn’t answer my question. His fingers brushed along my pulse. “I see lights in the darkness, and fire. Your past and your present will collide with what is coming.”
I stared at the top of his head, the black tips of his hair spiked in its punk-rocker style. And I wanted to believe that he was just making this shit up. But I felt the truth of it in my bones, as I did whenever Giselle had read my palms.
“Will I find this child in time?”
His fingers wrapped around my wrist and he slowly lifted his head, eyes meeting mine. They were filled with a sadness I could barely breathe past, and again he didn’t answer my question but spoke words I could barely believe.
“You will love another.”
I snapped my hands out of his and scrambled away. “Fuck off, that isn’t funny, Doran.”#p#分页标题#e#
He rocked on his heels as I skittered across the bench and got to my feet. My heart was out of control pounding. I didn’t love anyone else, couldn’t love anyone else. Liam was it for me and I knew that in my heart and soul. So why did Doran’s words freak me out so badly? Will’s eyes flickered across my mind and I pushed the image away. Nope, that so wasn’t happening.
I shivered, cold to the bone as if the Hoarfrost demon and I had gone a second round.
“Rylee, I can’t see who or what. Only that there will be someone else. Maybe not the great love that Liam is. But someone else.” He shrugged, the strain of reading me visible in the tight lines around his eyes and lips.
I didn’t want to hear anymore. “Anything pertinent to this salvage?”
He flashed me a grin, the other side of him showing back up. “You will have fun with the ogres. Don’t let Dox tell you he knows what he’s about when it comes to his own kind. He doesn’t. Follow your instincts; you’re more like an ogre in some ways than Dox.” With a wink and a flourishing bow, he pointed to the road.
“Just like that, we’re done?”
He stood back up, a decidedly wicked gleam flickering through his eyes. “I am more than happy to have you stay the night, Rylee. But I have a rule. Everyone who stays has to be naked and covered in coconut oil. To be fair and all.”
“I mean about the salvage, you called it a blind salvage, but the foal isn’t on the other side of the veil.” Gods, he had a one-track mind. Typical man, typical bloodsucker.
He pursed his lips. “You still owe me a kiss. Maybe I should trade it in for the answer?”