Damian's Immortal (War of Gods 3) by Lizzy Ford Page B

bodyguard, added. The large, blond Guardian was
rarely more than five feet from his charge and sat in the
corner.
    “ Am I the only sane one
here? Who domesticates a vamp?” Damian demanded.
    Pierre was unfazed by his raised voice and
continued playing a game on his phone. The women paused in their
activities to look at him. Gauging by the huge basket of yarn at
her side, Sofi was crocheting an entire wardrobe for their unborn
son. Bianca was cooking something that made him wonder if the vamp
killed their lunch, too. The two women resumed their activities,
unaffected by his outburst.
    “ Charles, this needs
chopped,” Bianca said cheerfully, holding out an onion.
    The vamp moved forward with a frown and
hacked the onion apart with a vengeance that displayed his
distaste.
    “ I can do other
things, ikir ,”
the vamp said. “I can fight and hunt.”
    “ Damian, why not give him
a shot at something?” Sofi asked. Her voice was quiet, and he
couldn’t help wondering if she’d Seen something important enough to
tolerate a vamp in her household.
    “ He’s really good with
details,” Bianca volunteered. “Look.” She started to hand him what
looked like an intricate carving in the side of an orange. The vamp
snatched it and crushed it with his hand, glaring at
her.
    She rolled her eyes at him and returned to
the cauldron of soup on the stove. The vamp stared at Damian.
    “ Fine. I’ll assign him
something to do,” Damian said. “So you hunt and fight. Do you do
anything else?”
    “ I’m an urban warfare
tactics trainer specializing in tracking. I can track any animal,
any kind of creature.”
    “ Interesting,” Damian
said. “Can you track immortals?”
    “ I can.” There was no
hesitation in the vamp’s response. Damian reconsidered the vamp
before looking at Sofi, who ignored him.
    “ Can you track Watchers?”
he asked.
    “ I’ve successfully tracked
Others and trained vamps with the tracking gift to do so as well,”
the vamp replied. “I’ve never tried Watchers.”
    “ You can track Others,”
Damian repeated. “I can’t even track them.”
    “ You know vamps have gifts
like Guardians,” Sofi said. “He’s a Hunter. If he hadn’t chosen to
become a vamp, he’d be a very useful Guardian.”
    Another thought crossed Damian’s mind, one
that told him his little Oracle must’ve known who Jonny would’ve
chosen to send him in exchange for Jenn. A vamp who could track
Others was an invaluable treasure, especially if Charles could also
track the sneaky little Watchers.
    “ You can train my
Guardians to hunt Others?” he asked. “And figure out if you can
hunt Watchers, too?”
    “ Yes, ikir. I’d do anything to get out of
the fucking kitchen,” Charles replied. Bianca coughed to cover her
laugh, and Pierre seconded the vamp with a quiet amen.
    “ Well, then, let’s get
started,” Damian said and motioned for the vamp to follow as he
strode towards the house’s back door. “You’ll work with
Darian.”
    “ The Grey God?” Charles
asked, trailing.
    “ Yes, the Grey
God.”
    “ I can track, but I won’t
fight an Other, if that madman chooses to fight one.”
    “ Darian’s not crazy enough
to challenge an Other,” Damian said. Silently, he admitted Darian
wouldn’t back down if an Other crossed his path.
    Darian was where he expected to find him: in
the gym. The Grey God rose from the weight bench as soon as he
spotted Damian.
    “ Lookin’ good, brother,”
Damian said with a smile. He couldn’t get over seeing his brother
whenever he wanted, after so long without him. “This is Charlie …
Charles. He has a useful gift. Apparently, he can track Others, and
maybe even Watchers.”
    “ Good. I have a couple
Others on my list of people to kill,” Darian said.
    The vamp snorted. “I
warned you, ikir. ”
    “ I really am the only one
with sense around here. No, Darian,” Damian said, perplexed. He’d
gone away for a few months and returned to an entirely new