Brighid's Fallen (Keepers of the Flame Book 5) by Cate Morgan

Author:Cate Morgan [Morgan, Cate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Speculative Ink
Published: 2017-11-28T22:00:00+00:00

Alex bided his time until Cara dropped off to sleep, Brendan’s journal tumbling face down to the floor as her dangling grip relaxed. He waited a bit more to make sure exhaustion had truly taken hold before putting his own work aside. Then he went to the couch and gently lifted her up with one arm supporting her back and the other hooked under her knees. Even in slumber she hardly weighed a thing. He had to wonder if she ate enough on a regular basis, or if—like him—she had an overactive metabolism.

His place wasn’t large, but he’d managed to section off part of the main room with an oversized bookcase that even the Seven Year War couldn’t dislodge. Behind this antique monstrosity he’d placed his double bed, which is where he lay the boneless Keeper. He tugged the cuff of one of her pant legs up so he could unzip her boot and pull it off. He did the same with the other, and then pulled the blankets from underneath her light form to cover her. His old building was as drafty as they came, damage from the war notwithstanding.

He watched her a long moment, as one of the healing bruises on her face disappeared altogether, leaving behind clear, fair skin with a healthy flush. If only the circles beneath her eyes would vanish so easily. He relented to temptation, leaning down to smooth the hair back from her eyes. The wavy locks were silky beneath his palm.

“Sleep,” he murmured, satisfied as the perpetual furrow between her brows eased. Her head turned into the pillow as she gave a contented murmur.

He padded silently out of the bedroom, begging the floorboards not to creak. Then he donned his jacket as though the mere rustle of fabric would be enough to alert the entire building to his movements. Then he crept over to the newly repaired window and leaned on the frame so it wouldn’t squeak as he opened it. Even his inner demon remained still, as though afraid to disturb their guest.

He ducked out, twisting to grab hold of the facade above. He scrabbled up the wall, nudging the window closed once more with his foot before spider-crawling up the side of the building. Only when he reached the roof did he dare breathe normally, his shoulders and spine relaxing. Hopefully he’d return before Cara awakened. By the look of things he might actually have a couple of days to work with.

Before long he landed on the roof of a building near Brendan’s excavation site. He went to the edge to take a look.

The cement nearly crumbled beneath his hands as he stared in disbelief.

The catacombs were crawling—crawling—with Desmond’s men. From Alex’s vantage, the place looked as industrious as an ant farm.

Only when his jaw began to ache did he realize how tightly he was clenching his teeth. He didn’t think they’d dug out the sword as of yet, but at this rate it could only be a matter of time.

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