Souljacker by Yasmine Galenorn

Author:Yasmine Galenorn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nightqueen Enterprises LLC

Chapter Sixteen

When I got back to the car, Marsh was waiting for me. He took one look at my face and said, “What the hell happened to you?”

“I’ll tell you on the way home.”

I shrugged off my cloak and gently placed it in the backseat, along with the wards. I had a feeling I’d be using it a lot more than I had previously. By now not caring what anybody saw or thought, I retrieved my bag of clothes and, standing next to my car, I changed. I gently placed the dress and cloak back inside the garment bag, zipping it carefully closed before I slid my jeans, bra, and turtleneck back on. After I carefully locked the bag in the trunk, I climbed back in the car. Turning the ignition, I eased out of the parking lot, flipping the heat on high. Once we were back on the highway, headed to the freeway, I let out a long sigh.

“Are you going to tell me what happened?” Marsh’s voice was gentle, as if he could sense my fragility.

“So much that I’m not even sure where to begin. I found out how my mother died. I found out what happened to my father. I found out that Tricia’s nowhere near done with me. I was given orders to close my business and take up a new pursuit in service to Wynter. How’s that for an afternoon’s work?” I knew I sounded bitter but I couldn’t help it. Nothing that had happened had left me feeling good.

“Wow. I’m not sure what to say.”

I let out a short laugh. “Me neither. Seriously, that was my exact response. Wynter’s not at all like I remember her,” I added in afterthought. “She is far less…cruel, would be the word, than I expected. I don’t think she took delight in anything she had to tell me today. In fact, I had the feeling that she regretted most of what she loaded onto my shoulders.”

Marsh waited for me to continue, not prodding or questioning, but giving me the time I needed to gather my thoughts. He’d been like that when he was alive, too. He had never talked over me or pushed me, except when it came to insisting we’d make a good couple—a welcome change to most of the men I had known in my life. In fact, his soft confidence was what had first attracted me to him. I had tried to stem my attraction, knowing just how dangerous it could be for a succubus to get involved with a human. But he had felt the same pull—we were like moths drawn to a flame together.

After a few miles of focusing on the road, I had breathed through most of the shock. Clearing my throat, I told him first about my father killing my mother.

“I had no clue. I thought he just abandoned us. Now, I wish that were true. It was so much easier to live with than the knowledge that he murdered my mother.

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