Dragon Blood (Lupi Series #14)

Dragon Blood (Lupi Series #14)

by Eileen Wilks

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ISBN-13: 9780399583155
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Publication date: 01/02/2018
Series: Lupi Series , #14
Pages: 400
Sales rank: 135,095
Product dimensions: 4.10(w) x 6.70(h) x 1.20(d)

About the Author

Eileen Wilks is the New York Times bestselling author of the Novels of the Lupi, including Dragon Spawn, Mind Magic, and Unbinding. She is also a three-time RITA Award finalist and the recipient of a Career Achievement Award from Romantic Times.

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One

Lóng Jia

Pain comes in many varieties. There's the crushed outrage of a smashed thumb and the oh shit rip of a twisted ankle. A bad tooth throbs, a headache pounds, and when a bone breaks, the bright shock of it shorts out your entire system, as intense as a climax. Then there is pain that swallows the entire world, admitting no presence beyond itself. Pain that goes on and on.

Rule woke to pain.

In the first few seconds or eons, there was no place to put the pain, nothing to assign it to, no sense it was lodged in this or that part of his body. Pain was entire, complete . . . until it wasn't. He grew aware of a voice. Not words, for the pain-universe allowed him no space to sort sound into words, but he knew this particular sound was a voice.

He was not alone.

Some instinct rose from a place so deep inside the pain could not shut it out. An instinct that said quiet. That said listen. He was hurt, badly hurt, and he was not alone. Not-alone was dangerous. His nostrils flared. He did not smell clan or Lily. He smelled . . .

". . . did you stop?" the voice was saying. It sounded scared. "It's not enough to get him out of the water. We've got to get to cover. One of them could swoop down at any moment and . . ."

The word for what he smelled eluded Rule, but he knew the scent. No, two scents. The one that went with the voice was not-trusted. The other . . .

"Hey, why did you-what are you-eep!"

The other was very dangerous.

"Oh, right. The sleep charm. I forgot about that. I can put him in sleep and then he won't scream anymore. Okay. You can back off now. Please back off."

Very dangerous, but also . . . his. His, and trusted. Rule made a huge effort and opened his eyes.

The glare made his eyes blur, or maybe they'd already been wet. He panted, openmouthed, as pain threatened to white out his other senses. He blinked to clear his vision. All he saw was blue. After a moment he caught the word for all that blue: sky. Then a large head loomed over him, furred in orange and black with white above the eyes and on the ruff.

Tiger. That was the word for the one with the dangerous-but-mine scent.

The tiger licked the side of his head with a huge, rough tongue. And purred.

The tiger had a name. Madame Yu. Yes. He did not need to defend himself with Madame Yu here. His eyes closed in exhausted relief.

"How did Cynna say it worked?" the voice asked. "I hold it on him, but there was something else."

Memories flickered through Rule and landed on a name. Gan. The voice belonged to Gan, who used to be a demon and an enemy but was now a friend. She was not-trusted because her judgment was unreliable, not because she wished him ill.

"No, don't lick me! Lick him if you want, but I don't-oh, I get what you mean. I'm supposed to lick the charm to activate it."

Madame Yu was here. Gan was here. Where was his mate? Automatically Rule reached for Lily through the bond. Panic flickered, a hot little flame amid the vaster pain. So far. She was so far away-

Something damp and metallic pressed against his cheek. Sleep swept in, soft and comforting as a blanket, and separated him from both thought and pain.

One second, Lily had been fighting two enormous Claws. Although fighting might not be the best term, since her M4 had run out of ammo and sheÕd been unable to get a new clip in before one of the oversize demons slapped it out of her hands. The next, she was waking up in this manicured garden. Trees surrounded the grassy area where she sat, interrupted in two places by paths. It was warm here, very warm, and a lot more humid than she was used to. Somewhere nearby, a bird sang. Water gurgled a happy-little-stream song. A stray sorcŽri brushed against her hand, making the skin tingle faintly.

Lily sat motionless, her head aching, and looked up at the dead woman who'd greeted her.

Helen Whitehead was a small, birdlike woman of middle age who put the "white" back in Caucasian. Her skin was so pale she must have spent her entire life slathered with sunscreen, and her hair was the color of sun-bleached straw. Only her eyes testified to her body's ability to produce pigment-blue eyes that might have looked washed out in another face, but were vivid in this one.

Lily knew the face, the eyes, the hair. The last time she'd seen them, that uncolored hair had been wet with blood, the blue eyes clouded over in death. She reached the obvious conclusion. "I'm dead."

The woman tipped her head. "Did you suffer a blow to your head?"

As a matter of fact, she had. It ached, as did various other body parts. Bruises and contusions taken in the fight in the audience hall were reporting in, which spoke against her initial conclusion. So did the Glock in her hand-the one she'd drawn so automatically she hadn't noticed doing it. Lily didn't have a clue what the afterlife was like, but she doubted it included semi-automatic weapons.

Still alive, then. Which made her amazingly lucky, though it was hard to feel fortunate as she sprang to her feet with all the vigor of an arthritic eighty-year-old. Her ankle sang out in sharp rebuke when she put weight on that foot. Good thing she didn't plan to run anywhere right away. Her ankle might let her hobble away. Maybe.

Helen watched, mildly curious. "I understand head blows can induce confusion. Put the gun away, Lily."

"I don't think so."

"I do," said a voice behind her.

She spun-and something yanked the gun out of her hand even as she squeezed the trigger. The shot killed the hell out of a leaf or two without coming close to the man who'd come up behind Lily.

Her weapon whisked itself through the air to plant itself in the palm of the man's hand. He was tall and thin and clearly Asian-probably Chinese though his features were subtly different from the Han Chinese that comprised over 90 percent of China's population. Tibetan, maybe? His features were clean and elegant, his skin extremely pale, his hair black and pulled back in a tight bun. But his eyes were blue-sky blue-and brighter than any human eyes she'd ever seen. Brighter even than Cullen's, which she would have thought impossible. He wore a gold and black shenyi, the wraparound robe that had constituted formal wear for Chinese men for centuries. It hadn't been in style for a long time now.

Tom Weng had been wearing a shenyi. Weng had looked subtly different from the Han majority, too. She'd wondered if he might have a European ancestor somewhere, but maybe not. Maybe he came from the same ethnic group as this guy. There was a resemblance, wasn't there? He might be Weng's . . . cousin? Brother?

One way to find out.

Two months ago, Lily's mindspeech lessons with the black dragon she called Sam had finally paid off. An ability that had been dormant came to life. Mindspeech, she knew now, was only one way of using her mindsense . . . which was only logical, really. You had to sense a mind before you could speak with it. Lily's new sense was an odd meld of tactile and visual. Most of the time it slept in her middle, as much a part of her as her colon and as easy to ignore. When she wanted to use it, she gave it a mental nudge and it uncoiled, reaching out like a tentacle or probe-or like a mist, if that's what she wanted.

It was the mist she used now. With it, she could locate all the nearby minds at once. She nudged the coil sleeping in her gut, picturing it as a mist radiating out . . .

To her mindsense, the man simply wasn't there. That absence had only one possible explanation. He was dragon spawn.

"I've been wanting one of these," the dragon spawn said, turning her Glock over in his hands. He spoke clearly, but with a definite accent. "Later, you will instruct me in its use."

While she appreciated his use of the word "later" and the implied confidence in her continued existence, being somewhere else sounded like a great idea. Pity it would be so hard to put into practice. Dragon spawn were crazy strong as well as plain old crazy. He was probably also a sorcerer. Magic might not work on her directly, but she could be affected by what it did. Look at how easily he'd knocked her weapon out of her hand . . . which still tingled from the odd magic he'd employed.

A type of magic she'd touched before, she realized. "Telekinesis. That's how Weng was able to float or fly or whatever you want to call it. Not true levitation-at least, not the way dragons do it, which may not be levitation, either." Cullen thought dragons went out-of-phase with reality much the way demons did when they went dashtu, thereby reducing the effect of gravity on their huge bodies.

The thought of Cullen made her chest tight, as if she didn't have enough air. He'd fallen in the battle in the audience hall. She didn't know if he was still alive. She fought to keep the fear from her face, her voice. "Weng used a peculiar form of TK to move his body where he wanted it."

"I was told she wasn't as stupid as most humans," he observed. "Her initial response to you made me doubt this, but perhaps that was due to the blow to her head, as you suggested, Alice."

Alice? Was Helen using a different name here? Wherever "here" was. Lily's head ached. "Where are we?"

It was as if she hadn't spoken. "I will study her before we hand her over to our ally."

The woman-Helen or Alice?-spoke. "I have expressed my desire to make my own study of her."

"Be satisfied with the other one."

"Other one," Lily repeated. "You have another human here?"

For the first time, the man met her eyes. He even smiled. It was not a friendly expression. "We have a large number of them. Your people are limited in many ways, but you do breed well."

She had his attention. Good. Keep asking questions. "What's your name?"

"Surely even you know better than to expect an answer to such a question."

"Surely even you realize I meant a call-name."

"You will call me Zhu."

She snorted. "Master? Not likely."

"And yet you will do so. If not now, soon." Abruptly he switched to Chinese, but it was a dialect she'd never heard before. Not Cantonese or Taiwanese-neither of which she could speak, but she knew them when she heard them. Wu, maybe? Wasn't that the dialect spoken in Shanghai Province? He seemed to want someone to hurry up and . . .

What was that? Feet moving quickly and in unison. She turned.

Half a dozen ancient Chinese warriors came trotting out of the trees on one of the paths. At least they looked Chinese and their gear might have clothed the extras in a Genghis Khan movie, if Genghis Khan had been Chinese rather than Mongolian. Hollywood didn't pay attention to details like that. These men wore baggy pants, skimpy beards or long mustaches or both, and pointy leather helmets. Also what she thought were called cuirasses-two pieces of shaped leather strapped together to protect the chest and back. The sixth man's armor was made of something blue and shiny. Two of them carried swords, two carried bows, and two held . . . were those pikes or spears? Long wooden poles that ended in a pointy part.

She twitched with the urge to bolt. She wouldn't get far.

It wasn't until the six men formed up in a circle around her that she realized how short they were. Blue-armor was the only one taller than her, and he only had a couple inches on her. That armor was peculiar. Not metal, she thought, but she couldn't get a good look. Helen blocked her view.

The dragon spawn told them in that odd Chinese to "take her to the [gentle womb? fine bag?] with the other one" and started to walk away.

"What other one?" Lily called after him. He ignored her.

One of the warriors barked an order at her-not the guy with the blue breastplate. This one's face was weathered, wrinkled around the eyes. His armor was leather, but he had more of it than the others-winged pads on his shoulders, stuff that strapped onto his thighs. His order was simple enough that she understood it quite well: come with us.

"You are to go with them," Alice/Helen said tranquilly.

"Or else what?" Lily asked. "Are they going to poke holes in me with those big sticks?"

"No. As you perhaps have guessed, our ally wants you alive and reasonably intact. If you resist going with them, they will try not to damage you. If they fail in that attempt, you will be given medical care. You may find their version of medical care rather primitive."

Alrighty, then. Might as well go with the short warriors. Lily inclined her head regally at Shoulder Pads Guy and tried to channel Grandmother as she said in Chinese-Mandarin Chinese, that is, that being the only form of the language she could speak-"You will introduce yourself. Then I will go with you."

He scowled in what might be confusion. After a moment he repeated his order, but this time added that he was Li Po, shou quán gui yuánsù de tian Zhurén. First something-something of the Heavenly Masters.

Lily lifted her eyebrows as if she doubted he'd gotten that right, but was too polite to call him on it. "I greet you, Li Po. I am Special Agent Lily Yu of Unit Twelve of the Federal Bureau of Investigation of the United States of America." Nyah, nyah, nyah. My title's longer than yours. "I will go with you."

They insisted on tying Lily's hands in front of her. Clearly someone thought she was a helluva lot more dangerous than she felt. They didn't search her-an odd omission, but maybe they assumed her bound hands would keep them safe from her. They were probably right.

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Dragon Blood 4.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 17 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved this book
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I always love these book. Wish there were more,
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Fantastic story!! Please don't make us wait a year to continue this adventure.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is a complicated story with many plots coming together. Exciting and action filled. We got to find out more about Grandmother!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed this book and the entire series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed Dragon Blood as I have every other book in the series. However there was way, way, way too much time and space on philosophying. Way too much time spent with the spawns and fists. After waiting so long for the next book I wanted some time and space to catch up with old friends. There was none of that except the last few pages. I would also have enjoyed it more if we could gave checked in with the children during the book! Looking forward to the next book in the series as always!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Throughly enjoyed this installment of the Lupi, can’t wait for the next book to come out.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I'm so giddy from reading Dragon Blood, I can't wait for the next installment. Like literally can't wait, this is going to suck. Please hurry Eileen Wilks!
EverAfterBookReviews More than 1 year ago
Review written by Marie for Ever After Book Reviews! 3.5 Stars I have to be honest here. I wasn’t a HUGE fan of this book. I’ve read the first books in the series, and I enjoyed those, but with Dragon Blood being set mostly in the dragon realm, without the earth realm, I just didn’t get nearly as in to it as I had with the previous books. Now, because I know that I am just one person, with one opinion, I have to give credit where credit is due in regard to the book. In all fairness to Ms. Wilks, her intricately detailed writing is still very much present. The way she paints her worlds and her characters is still just as stunning, and her character development is still incredibly strong. These are the things that kept me reading. What I had a hard time getting in to, was the storyline. In the plot synopsis, it sounds really exciting. But in reality, it wasn’t all that exciting for me. I felt that, at times, the plot dragged, and I wasn’t a huge fan of Lily in this book. Without Rule, I feel like she’s… lacking something. With that said, it isn’t a terrible addition to the series. I have no doubt that others will LOVE the dragon realm, and will love the story itself. And I encourage them to read this book, as it continues what is originally a fantastic idea. I just hope that the next book in the series gives me, personally, something a little bit… more. ***I voluntarily read a copy of the book in exchange for an honest review. All thoughts and feelings are my own***
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Eileen Wilks is always a fun read for me! The dynamic between her main characters is both entertaining and touching. She has developed each character so that as readers, we can feel like we’re part of the clan and feel their wins and losses just as deeply. I have come to love Grandmother’s cunning use of her autocratic age to get her way. And Lily’s frustration but acceptance of her grandmother’s experience! I am looking forward to the next chapter in the Lupi series!
pattybellingham More than 1 year ago
Great series. Easy reading. Grabs you in the beginning and keeps your interest right up to the end.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
As usual I was sucked into the story & could not put it down.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This picks up where the previous novel left off. Both 13 and 14 sort of feel like they should’ve been one long novel but I can understand why they broke it up. You do get a fantastic resolution in this novel and still cliffhangers making you wait for the next one. The characters are much more fully rounded out and you were introduced to new ones in a smooth and natural manner. it’s worth every penny!
Sailon More than 1 year ago
This book was very detailed! It was difficult to connect to the plot when you are given a description of everything throughout the entire novel. I felt that with some editing to remove the excessive, detailed, descriptions this would be a solid 5 star read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Waiting for the next book
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Just Awesome
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Can't wait to see what happens next!!