Lord of the Wolves by Heather Graham

Author:Heather Graham [Heather Graham]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780307815156
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2012-01-17T13:00:00+00:00

12

Conar managed to catch up with Melisande before she reached the stairway. He caught her elbow, slowing her gait.

“Milady, we will arrive together.”

She bowed her head slightly, and her rich dark lashes swept low over her eyes. She kept silent for a moment—which he was sure took her a great deal of willpower. Before they had come halfway down the stairway, her lashes had risen, and her eyes, a violet blaze, were upon his.

“Because we are so close and tender a couple?” she challenged him, her voice both soft and mocking. “How curious. Those here know that we are all but strangers.”

“Some of those here know that we shall not remain strangers much longer,” he told her lightly. “My brother is even aware that he needn’t be alarmed by screams in the night.”

She colored at that, her lashes falling again. “You are compelled to discuss everything with your family?”

“You were the one assuring me they were all aware that we were strangers,” he told her, and smiled. Her eyes clashed with his again. “Behave,” he warned her, for they had reached the foot of the stairs, and straight ahead lay the great hall, where the others had gathered at their places, waiting.

“Melisande!” Rhiannon, concerned, quickly rose and came to her side. “Are you quite sure you’re feeling better now?” She touched Melisande’s cheek. “You’ve not acquired a fever?”

“Something by the stream seems to have affected her,” Conar said smoothly, “but she now seems determined to dine with us.”

Melisande cast him a quick, sizzling glance, then smiled for Rhiannon. “I am most eager for your company, Rhiannon.”

Conar’s fingers locked around her arm. “Well, then, they have been waiting on yours for quite some time now. Shall we sit, my love?”

It wasn’t much of a question. He guided her to their seats at the long U-shaped table. She sat, and he noticed that she was quick enough to smile for Bryce. It occurred to him with a startling pang of envy that she was close with this younger brother of his. He might even have felt a tug of jealousy, except that he trusted each of his brothers and sisters; he would do so with his own life and that of his wife.

She was quick to turn her back on him, discussing horses with Bryce, and history, and arguing certain points with him. Conar gave some attention to their conversation, but then turned to Rhiannon at his side.

“You must be patient,” she said softly, her silver eyes sparkling upon him. “From what I understand, dear brother, you have been quite a tyrant.”

He arched a brow to her, and her smile deepened. “You remind me so much of Eric, of your father. Outraged when you are determined you have done your best. Give yourself a chance, you might discover that you like your wife.”

He smiled slowly in turn and spoke softly. “I never said that I did not like my wife. Indeed, I am quite entranced with her.”

“Ah, entranced!” Rhiannon said, but she

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