Mystical Love by Rachel James

Author:Rachel James
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: F+W Media

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

THE REUNION

Shutting out the raised voices, Devlin closed the door and grinned. Brianna had been polite at first, withstanding the shredding of her character by her father, obviously deeming it appropriate. However, when the attack turned to Devlin and Brenda Carver’s death, she had immediately fired up and ordered him out of the room. He hadn’t wanted to go, but her venomous glare had said “go or else.” He chose correctly.

And now, lounging against the wall, listening to the raised voices, he felt elated. The more her father pressured Brianna to recant the Invocation and annul the marriage, the longer she would stay married to him. And that fit in perfectly with his plans for a future with her. Of course, she would be furious when she discovered the marriage certificate had been altered with a small caveat.

Would the secret purchase of her company jeopardize his chances of getting her into bed with him again? Probably. But don’t let that stop you, his inner voice prompted. Keep kissing her—until she has no other option but to fall into bed with you. An increase in his heartbeat had him remembering his hard body atop hers. It would take more than a few kisses to make Brianna stay committed to the vows she took. His thoughts turned sour. How did you tame a she-bear bent on destroying you? He was sure he’d find out—when this damn situation was over.

Hearing the light sounds of Troika coming through an open doorway, Devlin abandoned his spot on the wall. The argument between father and daughter appeared to be dying down in intensity. And since the door hadn’t reopened, inviting him back in, he felt confident leaving Brianna to defend herself without him. Besides, he needed to visit the ailing patients and get their take on Sienna’s collapse.

Hearing feminine voices drifting out of an open doorway, Devlin followed the sound. Would the unknown women be receptive to speaking with him? He hoped so, because if they weren’t able to locate some shred of evidence soon, they might never learn who was holding a grudge against Sienna.

Spotting the bickering pair as he reached the door, Devlin smiled with pleasure. The room contained two patients, rather than the standard three. In the far bed, he recognized the wrinkled face, fiery red hair, and plump body of Margaret Lord. The last time he had seen that face, it had been steeped in anger and reciting reasons why covens should never adopt orphans and educate them. He could still remember her shrill lecture as if it were yesterday.

He winced at the remembrance and then witnessed the pointed gestures of her fingers as she made an emphatic point of some kind. Her voice still held a shrill quality, and she appeared to have packed on an extra ten or twenty pounds.

His gaze shifted to the closer bed. This had to be Eileen O’Connor; however, judging by the sleek line of her profile, she had changed drastically since childhood. Back then she had been a wiry teen, constantly in motion.

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