Pack Bound: Pack Bound Series Book 1 by Leisl Leighton

Author:Leisl Leighton [Leighton, Leisl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Permien Press
Published: 2022-05-10T05:00:00+00:00

19

Skye drove through the slowly opening gates, past the lions mounted like sentinels on the twelve-foot wall and up the sweeping circular drive to the front door.

Thinking about what she was here for, she shivered as she rang the bell. She was either about to find out that everything she’d believed in had been a lie, or her dearest friends had betrayed her.

A sensation ran down her spine akin to someone running their hand in a sensuous glide along her skin. She knew she was being watched, but unlike the sensation she’d experienced over the last few weeks, this didn’t feel intrusive. Even so, she turned, peering out into the garden, trying to pierce the gloom created by the storm clouds.

She couldn’t see anyone, but as before, she knew someone was there.

She stared for a moment longer into the shadow, lips pursed, and then turned back to the front door, hugging her arms around her. She wished she’d put on some warmer clothes. The sky was bright and clear as only a spring morning could be after a day of storms, but it was still cold and frost lay on the ground. ‘Come on Ferris, open the door.’ She jigged on the spot, wishing she hadn’t been so stubborn now about giving back her key years ago.

The door opened.

‘Hello, Ferris,’ she breathed in relief.

‘Miss. Madame Cantrae received your friend’s call. She is waiting for you in the drawing room.’ His smile was as politely correct as always, but his warm brown eyes invited her in.

She tensed her fingers around the strap of her handbag and hesitated. She suddenly didn’t want to enter. Did she really want to hear she’d been lied to and betrayed by those who should have cared for her the most?

‘Are you coming in, miss?’

‘I—’

‘Oh good, you’re here.’

Morrigan Cantrae sauntered into the foyer looking nowhere near how a woman of seventy was supposed to look, with her soft auburn hair, her sparkling green eyes—Skye’s eyes—and her flawless smooth skin with hardly a wrinkle in sight. Dressed in dove grey pants and a crisp white shirt with the colourful triangle of a paisley scarf draped over her shoulders and pearls at her neck and ears, she was poised and sophisticated and far more beautiful than Skye had ever felt in her life.

‘Why are you standing in the doorway? Come in. You’re letting in a draught.’

Skye took a faltering step forward, then another. Ferris closed the door at her back with a quiet snip.

‘Ferris, ask Cook to prepare tea and a plate of those lemon biscuits she baked for River.’

Ferris bowed and said, ‘As you wish, madame.’ He turned away, his face serious, but as he passed Skye, he winked and smiled. She smiled back even though it was the last thing she felt like. The stress of the last twenty-four hours was starting to be felt in aching muscles and a sense of doom. But she didn’t want Ferris to know there was anything wrong. She didn’t want to worry him.

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