Doomsday Brethren - 03 Possess Me at Midnight by Shayla Black

Author:Shayla Black [Black, Shayla]
Language: nld
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
Published: 2011-10-30T07:01:37+00:00

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There was no possible way she would sleep, knowing that Ice was enduring hell—if he was still alive.

“I’m fine. I need coffee and to talk to Duke. Are they still belowstairs?” Olivia looked like she wanted to argue, but nodded. “I’ll stay here with your brother. He was a good friend to me when I first moved to London. I miss his smart-ass remarks.” Though Sabelle had often cursed them, she did as well. “Find me if there’s any change.”

“I’ll keep trying to reach Emma. Someone, somewhere, knows where this woman is.” Yes. She just hoped that someone wasn’t Mathias.

As soon as Sabelle loped down the stairs, she found a group of angry warriors waiting for her. Damn, apparently Sydney hadn’t talked fast enough to keep her out of trouble.

Duke and Marrok had the look of concerned fathers. Caden and Tynan both looked at her as if she’d lost her mind. And perhaps she had. Raiden and Ronan Wolvesey, whom she had not seen in seventy-five years, smirked, clearly not at all surprised to see that she was in trouble. And Lucan … she winced. Pure rage, and not that of a parent, brother, or friend. He was taking a more personal interest in this evening’s event.

“We overheard Olivia and Sydney talking. You visited Shock?” Lucan exploded. “Without telling any of us and letting us accompany you?”

“Without allowing us the opportunity to talk some sense into you?” Duke raised a dark brow that suggested a bit of common sense would be in order.

“This is precisely why. I’m neither a child, nor stupid, and being female does not make me helpless. I had a gut instinct that Shock would not hurt me, and I was correct. Unfortunately, he was also no help, so—”

“Shock may not have been, but I am.”

Sabelle whirled to the sound of the witch’s voice. There Anka stood beside a dark-colored figure.

Sabelle cast a guarded glance at Lucan, who remained on the far side of the room, arms over his chest, gaze firmly on the wall behind Sabelle’s head.

Giving her former mate a wide berth, Anka approached Sabelle. “Shock told me of your visit, of Bram’s condition. I insisted he find someone to help Bram.” Could anyone actually help her brother? “If Shock knew anything about the spell that’s felled Bram, he didn’t say so.”

Anka lifted a dainty shoulder, her blond curls sliding across her back. “That’s Shock’s way. He doesn’t say even half of what he knows. Sometimes, I can get him to talk.” Sabelle bet she knew exactly how the lovely witch enticed Shock. A glance across the room at Lucan showed that her former mate had reached the same conclusion and was angry enough to spit glass.

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