Night World : Huntress Chapter 3

Jez burst through the door and turned immediately into the sm each(prenominal) program library off the front h all in all. Her uncle was sit there at his desk, surrounded by built-in bookcases. He looked up in surprise.Uncle brake, who was my mother? How did my parents die? It all came out in a single rush of breathing place. And then Jez cherished to say, Tell me the truth, but instead she heard herself saving wildly, Tellme its non true. Its non possible, is it? Uncle Bracken, Im so scared.Her uncle stared at her for a moment. There was shock and hopelessness in his face. Then he bent his headand shut his eyes. yet how is it possible? Jez whispered. How am I here? It was hours later. Dawn was tintingthe window. She was sitting on the floor, backagainst a bookcase, where shed collapsed, staringemptily into the distance. You mean, how can a vampire-human halfbreed dwell? I dont know. Your parents never knew. They never expected to have children. Uncle Brackenran both(prenomina l) hands through his tomentum, head rase. They didnt even realize you could live as a vampire. Your fuck off brought you to me because he was dying and I was the only psyche he could trust. He knew Iwouldnt turn you over to the Night military man elders.Maybe you should have, Jez whispered. Uncle Bracken went on as if he hadnt heard her. You livedwithout bank line then. You looked like a human child. I dont know what made me seek to see if you couldlearn how to feed. I brought you a rabbit and bit it for you and allow you smell the blood. He gave a shortlaugh of reminiscence. And your little dentition sharpened right up and you knew what to do. That was whenI knew you were a true Redfern. moreover Im not. Jez heard the words as if someone else was speaking them from a distance. Im not evena Night Person. Im vermin.Uncle Bracken let go of his hair and looked at her. His eyes, normally the same silvery-blue as Jezs,were burning with a clean silver flame. Your mother was a goo d woman, he said harshly. Your fathergave up everything to be with her. She wasnt vermin. Jez looked away, but she wasnt ashamed. Shewas numb. She felt nothing except a vast emptiness inside her, stretching infinitely in all directions.And that was good. She never wanted to feel again. Everything shed felt in her life-everything she couldremember-had been a lie.She wasnt a huntress, a predator fulfilling her place in the scheme of things by chasing down her lawfulprey. She was a murderer. She was a monster.I cant stay here anymore, she said.Uncle Bracken winced. Where will you go?I dont know.He let out his breath and spoke slowly and sadly. I have an idea.