Vengeance (The Blood Trail Chronicles Book 1) by Brown Tara & Watson AE

Author:Brown, Tara & Watson, AE [Brown, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-02-19T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

I followed Maddox through the busy streets until he turned onto a very crowded one with a night market on it. When we got into a throng of shoppers, he reached back for my hand. I didn't even pay attention to it. I just let his warm hand envelope mine.

The sounds of the market were everywhere.

People were offering me dried and fresh nuts and fruits, jewels, and fabrics. If they only knew who they were offering them to. My jewels and fabrics at home were amazing.

He pulled me through the market, stopped and looked to the left and then back at me. I glanced at the gray-haired man and smirked. “Okay, apparently, you can track people like one of my father’s hounds. How proud your mother must be.”

He nodded. “I should have placed a wager on my ability.”

“What would you have wagered?” I jerked my hand from his.

He crossed his arms. “Your dinner with the wee lad from the inn.”

I rolled my eyes. “I wouldn’t have wagered with you, Max. He's a nice guy, and he's the same age as I am.” Wanting to change the subject, I glanced back at the man. “Do you know what I'm doing here?”

“They filled me in on your agreement. I'm sorry you have to do this.”

I shook my head, avoiding the emotion in his gaze. “I want to. There is no have to. Not when it comes to avenging my family. They're my blood. I must avenge my father.” I shook my head. “I don’t understand why Ed doesn't want to.”

His eyes flinched slightly. “He wants to. He's unable.”

I put my hands on my hips. “Why can't I see him? Where did you take him? Why are you keeping my family separate? Are you part of the plot against us? Will I see your face on here one day?” I lifted my hand with the locket.

He shook his head. “Not right now, Amillia.” I sighed and looked away from him. Same old Maddox. I didn’t know why I expected him to be less frustrating.

He reached into his pocket and offered me a shiny apple. I bit into it and watched the man who was holding jewels up to a young lady's neck.

The juice of the apple burst into my mouth as I spoke without looking at him, “Why didn’t you die? On the pyre when I thought you were dead?”

He leaned in to kiss me instead of answering, but I leaned away, still watching the man. “You either think an awful lot of the impact your affections have on me, or you assume I am so weak as to be distracted by that. Answer the damned question!”

“Watch your mouth.”

I turned to tell him where he could take his scolding of me, but he was grinning like he knew a secret. “I wasn’t trying to distract you. I’m not always plotting against you—in fact, rarely have I plotted against you.” I noticed his gaze was fixed on my mouth as he spoke as though in a trance.

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