Dark Slayer - Dark Series 20- by Christine Feehan

Author:Christine Feehan
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-01-29T19:07:27+00:00

She took a small step back and away from Razvan, moving quickly from woman to warrior. Her bow came up slightly, the arrow angled just enough to cover the prince’s heart. “We thought only to thank you for your aid,” she said. “Nothing more. We will leave if we are not welcome.”

The prince stepped into the open area, away from the long, smooth railing out to where she would have a clear shot at him. He kept his hands out away from his sides. “You are most welcome. My lifemate is inside and wishes to meet you. She cannot get up to greet you properly and had hoped you would have the time to visit with her.”

He looked around the surrounding forest and sent out a call to the hunters surrounding his home. These are my guests and they are welcome. There was no mistaking the edge of anger in his voice. “Please, accept my apologies and come inside.”

Ivory glanced at Razvan. “It is up to you. If you do not feel welcome here, I have no wish to stay.” She did want news though. She needed news. If they were going to effectively hunt Xavier, they needed every detail the Carpathian people could provide.

Gregori came out onto the porch, his arms folded across his chest. “Every time I take my eyes off you, you make yourself a target,” he said to Mikhail with a small grin. He lifted his gaze to the Dragonseeker. “When the prince wishes you to visit and guarantees your safety, it is a great honor.”

Ivory’s eyes flashed a single searing heat. “Only if one trusts the prince.”

“Do you?” Mikhail asked, his gaze holding hers steady. “Do you trust me?”

Ivory was silent a moment, studying his face. He was nothing like his brother. And little like his father. She took a breath and felt Razvan move inside her mind. Supporting her. Holding her steady when the past was too close. She felt the brush of Razvan’s mind in hers, strong and enduring and totally for her. No one else. Razvan’s loyalty was utterly hers and belonged to no one else.

“Yes.”

Mikhail stepped aside and gestured toward his front door with a slight bow. “Please enter my home as my honored guests.” His gaze slid over Razvan. “Both of you.”

Razvan moved up then, past Ivory, his senses flaring out to inspect the occupants of the house. There were two women and several men inside. He halted at the door and glanced toward Gregori.

“Do you think we would prepare a trap in the very home of the prince with his lifemate present?” Gregori hissed, his silver eyes slashing at Razvan.

Razvan didn’t flinch under the reprimand. “Tell me you would not be wary of so many distrustful people. Tell me you would not protect your lifemate.” His tone was mild, but there was heat in his eyes. “I can feel their suspicion like a weight pressing down on both of us. We need only to give our thanks and leave. We ask for nothing from any of you.

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