Free Aris Rising: The Court of Vampires: AN INFINITY DIARIES NOVEL by Devin Morgan

him dead.” He threw her on the bed. “Gather your things. You go to court in the morning, position or no. You are no longer welcome in this house. You are a disgrace to me.” He spun on his heel, slamming the great door behind him.
    I crumpled into a ball of sorrow and shame. My sister left me quietly to sob into the pillows of her virgin bed.
    Tears poured from Sarah’s eyes as Bonnie slowly brought her back to real time. She stared blankly at the ceiling as Bonnie handed her a damp towel to wipe her face. “Come on honey, sit up and have a sip of water. You’ll feel better in a minute.”
    Sarah swung her legs off the recliner, placing her feet flat on the floor. She was silent for many minutes before she spoke.
    “Good heavens, Bonnie, what was that?”
    “That, my friend, was a past life regression lived like reality.”
    “I need some time to digest this, Bon. I think I’ll go home and we can discuss it next week. Is that alright with you?”
    “Perfectly. Just be careful going home and if you need me for anything, call me. I’ll be close to the phone.”
    Sarah stood, hugging her friend good-by. Buttoning her coat, she silently left the office.

CHAPTER 14
    C urled on her sofa, the ritual mug of evening tea steaming in her hand, Sarah prepared to write in her journal. What in the world happened to her? Her session with Bonnie had been astonishing. She had fully expected to return in her mind’s eye as Elizabeth Wyatt, to meet and love Aris at Henry’s court, but a concubine for a wild, Spanish gypsy? Never would she have dreamed such a thing. Yet she did. Her whole body flushed white hot as she remembered it again. The passion of her dream. Never had she remembered there being such passion in her present life, such yearning. What in hell could it all mean?
    Writing in her journal became a task that was impossible. Her mind was too wild and out of order to make one word follow another into even a semblance of a complete thought.
    “Bed. Sleep. Tomorrow morning it will all make more sense.” Methodically running water into her mug then turning it upside-down in the sink, Sarah made for her bedroom.
    As she clicked on the light, she caught sight of a blood red rose, once again on her pillow. “Enough! He promised!” Furious hands reached for the telephone as she dialed Aris.
    After two rings she heard his voice. Without a greeting shebegan. “What the hell are you doing? You gave me your word you wouldn’t sneak into my room again and you did it tonight. With me sitting right in the living room.”
    His tone was shocked. “What are you talking about, Sarah?”
    “You and your nighttime climbing up the side of my building. The red rose on my pillow. You gave me your word.”
    “Sarah, calm down. Just calm down. I have not been in your home without invitation since the first time I came back to your office. And, I never left a red rose on your pillow.”
    She gasped, then all was silent.
    “Sarah, what is it? What has happened?”
    “I don’t know. This is the second time it’s happened. I go into my bedroom and there’s a long stemmed rose on my pillow. I checked with security the first time and they didn’t show a record of anyone coming upstairs so I assumed it was you. You said you had been here without my knowing.”
    “Yes, at the very start of my life as Carlos. To be close to you while you slept. I never came when you were not there. Are you in the apartment right now?”
    “Yes.”
    “Get your keys and leave. Go to the lobby and wait for me. I am on my way. Take your cell phone with you. Leave that apartment this instant.”
    “I’m in my pajamas.”
    “I do not care if you are naked, leave the apartment now, lock the door and wait for me in the lobby. I will be there as soon as I possibly can be.” She could hear the rustle of him getting into his jacket and closing his door. “Do it now, Sarah, do you hear? Now.”
    Quickly she changed into the sweats lying on the chair by the