Highlander Reborn by Highlander Reborn

Author:Highlander Reborn [Reborn, Highlander]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2000-12-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

They materialized in Amalia’s living room.

“This is where you live?”

“Yes, why?” She glared at him, “I like my house.” Amalia knew she sounded defensive, but she couldn’t help it. She had worked hard to make this space her own. Although house might have been a bit of a misnomer.

He turned around to take in the full view. “I guess I expected something more . . . gothic.”

“This isn’t the Middle Ages anymore, Nevin.”

His murmured “I know” was nearly too quiet for her to hear. A stab of sympathy pierced her heart. What was it about this Highland blacksmith that had arrowed through her defenses from the first moment? She’d been asking herself that question for centuries, yet she wasn’t any closer to an answer now than she had been then.

Shaking off the maudlin feelings, Amalia glanced around her condo trying to see it through his eyes. Colors, lots of colors. There wasn’t a single white wall. Too many throw pillows, a comfy and slightly worn sofa, and art. She had artwork on every wall. So maybe it was a little cluttered, but it was home, which was more than she could say about the Castle of the Nightkind in Germany. She’d never felt at ease living in the castle. She had rooms there, to be sure, but she tried not to stay for too long. It reminded her of her years at Court, and those weren’t years she enjoyed remembering.

“It suits you,” he said after a moment. “But why are we here? I wanted to see where you found the ashes.”

Amalia blinked. “Yes.”

“Here?”

“Here.”

Her lips were pressed tightly together. She didn’t like knowing someone had been in her personal space, especially since very few of her kind knew about her haven. The implications were astounding.

“Has Sebastian been here?” The question sounded as if it had been dragged from Nevin’s throat. His normally gravelly tone was deeper and harsher. Might he be jealous?

“Yes.”

Nevin growled, but said nothing else. Amalia could feel her lips curving upwards, but bit her lips from the inside, so he wouldn’t see her smile.

Watching him work was intriguing for Amalia. She had asked him to help as an excuse to talk to him. Seven centuries was a long time to pine over a man. While she had known he could track better than most, she realized just how true that was as she watched him. He did nothing more than look around her home, nostrils flaring, eyes searching. Yet she knew he missed nothing.

His lids slid shut briefly as he inhaled. When he opened them, the feral intensity frightened her.

“You have his scent.”

“I do.”

“How?” No one she knew could get it that quickly.

He ignored her question. “Who knows about this place?”

“Only a few trusted friends.”

“I want to meet them.”

“Do you really think it was one of them?”

“Aye.”

“We’ll have to go to the castle, then. Can you dematerialize and travel that far?” He looked pale.

“I can keep up with you.” Was everything a challenge to him?

***

Nevin was getting annoyed quickly.

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