Bounty Hunter by Martin Gail Z

Author:Martin, Gail Z. [Martin, Gail Z.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Jonmarc Vahanian Adventure
Publisher: DreamSpinner Communications
Published: 2013-05-30T04:00:00+00:00

A week later, Linton brought the caravan to a halt. They had reached a crossroads, where the main highway intersected with a smaller road that looked like it saw few travelers. Trees bordered the road on both sides. Jonmarc had watched the forest, unable to shake the feeling that they were being observed, but he had seen no one. Part of him feared that the bounty hunters might have followed them. Or perhaps Conall’s family was watching them from the cover of the trees, deciding whether they were friend or foe. While he had not feared Conall or Lissa, the idea that an entire pack of vyrkin were stalking them made a chill run down his spine.

Linton rode back to where Jonmarc, Corbin, and Trent were riding behind Lissa’s wagon. Linton dismounted, and knocked on the wagon door. “Lissa,” he called gently. “We’re here.”

Lissa opened the wagon door, with Brietta on her hip. She had been thin before Conall’s death, but her grief made her gaunt despite the healers’ best efforts. “So soon?”

Linton nodded. “We’ll wait until you’ve made contact,” he said. “We can’t just leave you here to wait for Conall’s family.”

Lissa took a deep breath. “Thank you.” She climbed down from the wagon and walked around to the front, where Zane had been handling the reins. “I’ll take the horse from here,” she said.

Zane glanced from Lissa to Linton, but Linton nodded. “Do as she says,” the caravan master instructed.

“Has she ever met Conall’s family? Does she know these people?” Jonmarc asked Trent in a quiet aside.

Trent shook his head. “I don’t think so, although she said they would know her by her scent, that they could tell that she was Conall’s mate, and that she was part of their pack because of it.”

Pack. Family. Something Jonmarc no longer had. A stab of loneliness made it difficult for Jonmarc to breathe for a moment. Lissa was talking to Corbin, Trent, and Zane, thanking them for guarding her, and thanking Linton for sheltering them on their journey. She came finally to Jonmarc, and Brietta reached out to him for a hug. Jonmarc took the child in his arms for a moment and kissed her dark hair, giving her a gentle squeeze before handing her back to Lissa.

“I never had a chance to thank you for going after her in the forest that night,” Lissa said.

“I’m glad I was able to get her back for you,” Jonmarc replied.

Lissa nodded. “I can barely stand it, having lost Conall. I couldn’t have borne it if—“ She could not finish the sentence. It was a grief Jonmarc knew all too well.

“I think Conall’s pack is here,” Jonmarc said, nodding toward the trees. A few moments ago, the woods had seemed deserted. Now, he could see at least ten men standing at the forest’s edge, and he wondered if there were more hidden in the shadows.

One man stepped forward. Though the man was a good bit older than Conall, the resemblance was unmistakable. Lissa drew a deep breath and stood straight, squaring her shoulders.

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