Absolute Surrender by Georgia Lyn Hunter

Author:Georgia Lyn Hunter
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal, Fiction
Published: 2015-06-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Aethan stared out the kitchen window as he waited for the others to come in from patrol. He hoped Echo would rest and get a few hours of uninterrupted sleep. The depth of her despair had him prowling the length of the kitchen. He understood her anger, her need for revenge, but he couldn’t let her put herself in danger again.

Gods. He pulled out a chair and dropped into it. Shutting his eyes, he pinched the bridge of his nose. What a mess.

Footfalls sounded in the corridor, then the door opened. Blaéz and Týr walked in.

“Damn demoniis must be taking a break,” Týr complained, crashing into the chair opposite him. He looked at Aethan, his eyes sparking with his old amusement. “The highlight of this evening was watching Echo make you run around in circles. It damn sure made my night.”

Aethan let Týr’s nearly friendly dig slide, grateful the warrior was speaking to him again. Not that he deserved it. Besides, they’d dropped everything and come to his aid when Echo went missing and that meant a great deal more than the jabs from Týr.

“She’s okay, then?” Blaéz asked, as he shrugged off his trench coat. He tossed the garment on a chair and ran a hand through his clipped hair.

“If you mean unharmed, yes.”

“Why did she leave the protection of the castle in the first place?” Týr asked. He pulled out his pack of M&M’s, ignoring the snacks on the table, and tipped several into his palm.

Aethan ignored the question. Like he was going to tell them the reason, tell them that he couldn’t claim his mate. Unloading his crap wasn’t going to happen.

“Echo lived on the streets as a child,” he said. Yes, that sure got their attention off why she’d left.

Týr paused in his selection of all things green. “You mean she was homeless?”

“What other way is there?” Blaéz asked.

“She was too young, and an older girl, Tamsyn, befriended her, and watched out for her, especially when puberty hit. Kept her safe from the Y’s—”

“The what?” Týr asked, confused.

“It’s what she calls the males.”

“Damn, I like her,” Týr said, grinning. His shoulders lifted in a shrug at Aethan’s cold stare. “Don’t go getting all fired up again. I know she’s your female.” He dropped the rest of the candy into the package.

The Norse’s annoying habit of eating his sweets according to the Pantone Color Chart made Aethan growl, “Why can’t you eat the damn things straight?”

“They’re all the same beneath the fancy colors,” Blaéz pointed out.

Týr glanced at them, his expression serious. “It’s art. Each spectrum has to be enjoyed, savored, especially green.” And the shit-eating smirk was back. It made Aethan realize he’d missed the bastard.

“After Echo was adopted,” he continued, resting his arms on the table, “she kept up her friendship with Tamsyn, until five years ago when the demonii attacked them. And killed Tamsyn. Here’s the thing: the demonii said she smelled delicious. Tamsyn was wearing Echo’s sweater.”

“Ah, hell,” Týr murmured.

“Hard to live with that kind of guilt,” Blaéz said.

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