The Sacrifice by AJ Nuest

Author:AJ Nuest
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780008123130
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2014-12-09T17:34:27.328000+00:00

Chapter 5

“Okay. Sounds good. We’ll see you then.”

Forbes thumbed the screen on his cell and slipped it into the pocket of his creased, black slacks. “Violet asked we give her the night to research. We’re supposed to meet at her place tomorrow morning at ten.”

Relief dropped Faedrah’s shoulders a solid inch, and Rhys lowered his chin, jaw clamped tight against weighing in with his two cents about their decision. The second Violet’s name had come up in the living room, Oliver and Jon, Faedrah’s mom and dad had all breathed a little easier…and bucky for them. Apparently those four had been on the receiving end of this Violet person’s internet savvy skills before, and the answers she’d provided twenty years ago regarding some or another important event had elevated her status to an oracle-like prophet. If Faedrah believed following in her parents’ footsteps and asking Violet’s advice was their next best move, he was happy to go along. Still, when it came to their future together, trusting some computer geek he’d never met—especially one who called herself a witch—didn’t sit that well in his gut. Whether the kooky old bat was more phone psychic than Girl with the Dragon Tattoo remained to be seen. She so much as mentioned the words “Ouija Board” and they were out of there.

Oliver strolled to the side in the guest bedroom and propped his ass on the edge of the desk. Crossing his arms, he sized up Faedrah from under his brows. A protective streak sliced through Rhys like a set of halogen high beams, and he slipped an arm around her waist, tugging her against his hip.

Forbes’ focus shifted to him and Rhys narrowed his eyes. Based on the frustration simmering in her uncle’s light-blue orbs, this conversation could only be headed in one direction, but he would be damned before he let anyone criticize Faedrah’s decisions. She’d done the best she could. Shit, the only reason she’d lied was to protect him.

“I don’t like this one bit.” Oliver sighed, shaking his head. “The two of you have put me and Jon in a terrible spot.”

Ha! The guy should spend ten minutes in Rhys’ shoes. Try having his dad be the reincarnation of Charles-fucking-Manson and then he could talk. “It would have only freaked her parents out more to find out I’m Leo’s son.” His fingers tightened on Faedrah’s waist. “Their faith in her would have been flushed straight down the shitter and we all know that’s the last thing she needs.”

“Rowena and Caedmon are our friends,” Oliver snapped. “They trust us, and purposely keeping them in the dark goes against everything Jon and I believe in.”

“Uncle…” Faedrah left Rhys’ side and approached Forbes, placing her hand on his crossed arms. “Had there been another way, I swear to you, I would have pursued a more honest course.” She searched his face, fingertips whitening as she tightened her grip. “Please. I beg your understanding. Surely, you must have endured a time whence subterfuge was employed to safeguard the yearnings of your heart.

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