Fire Rising by Grant Donna

Author:Grant, Donna [Grant, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781466852501
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2014-05-20T00:00:00+00:00

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Banan strode wearily into the manor. He hadn’t taken two steps inside when a form blocked his way. He looked up into Con’s enraged face.

“You went to see Ulrik.”

It wasn’t a question, and Banan didn’t treat it as such. “I did.”

He walked around Con into the parlor and poured himself a serving of whisky. Before he put the stopper in the crystal decanter, he poured himself more.

Then he lifted the glass and drained the entire thing.

“I take it things didna go well,” Con said from the doorway.

Banan glanced at him to see his arms crossed, his face set in a neutral mask of indifference. Banan knew better. He knew the efforts Con had gone to in order that no Dragon King had contact with Ulrik.

And frankly he didn’t care how pissed off the King of Kings was.

“I forbade any of you from seeing Ulrik.”

Con might be the King of Kings, but he didn’t make decisions for individual Dragon Kings. He tried, and some even listened to Con most of the time.

Other times, the Kings did as they wanted.

The only exception was when it came to protecting Dreagan and their secret. In that, all Dragon Kings were united.

“Con, I say this with the deepest sincerity. Fuck off.”

Banan didn’t wait for a reply as he poured more whisky.

“What did he tell you?” Con asked.

Banan wasn’t distracted by the soft tone. That’s usually when Con was the angriest. He looked up at Constantine and raised his glass in salute. “He refused to help.”

“I could’ve told you that.”

“You could’ve, but I had to try. I know you can no’ possibly understand that.”

Con dropped his arms and pushed away from the doorway. “I understand perfectly.”

“Do you? I doubt it. And it doesna matter. Sammi is still in danger, which means so is Jane, and I’ll do anything to protect what’s mine.”

Con’s black eyes grew cold. “As will I.”

“Have you seen Ulrik?” Banan asked as Con started to walk away.

Con jerked as he halted and then faced Banan. “Of course.”

“Nay. Have you really seen him?”

“If you mean have I spoken with him, that would be nay. I doona bother to get close enough to exchange words.”

“He’s no’ the same man,” Banan said as he set down his empty glass and walked to the doorway next to Con. “He’s … hard, cruel. Fierce.”

Con lifted a blond brow. “Your point?”

“He wants revenge. And I think he’s going to get it.”

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