Beast of Darkness by Jones Lisa Renee

Author:Jones, Lisa Renee [Jones, Lisa Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance Speculative Fiction
ISBN: 9780373617906
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 2008-06-02T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

W ith Rock at her heels, Marisol walked toward the door of the exam room where Cathy and Edward were resting. He was scared to death to leave her alone, afraid the Beasts would attack. The young Knight acted like her keeper, as if she couldn’t simply shimmer out of the room and away from danger. Secretly, she loved his protectiveness, just as she knew she loved him. But it was forbidden that she ever act on those feelings. Her love for Rock worked against her duty, her vows as a healer. She was not of this world, she simply served it.

She turned to him, silently telling him she needed privacy to talk with Cathy. He stepped to the side of the entrance. “I’ll be right here if you need me.”

Her heart clenched with his words and she resisted the urge to reach out and touch him. “Thank you,” she said, softly, not daring to look into his eyes for fear he would see how much his concern touched her.

She stepped around Rock and opened the door, pausing as she took in the sight before her. The man she assumed to be Edward was strapped to a table and sedated, yet still he tossed about, driven by the demon possessing him.

Beside the table, sleeping in a chair, was the woman called Cathy. Poor thing was exhausted and Marisol could feel her turbulent emotions. Cathy didn’t know help had arrived, didn’t even know Marisol had healed the sheriff who was now talking with Jag and Rinehart.

Marisol walked toward Cathy, surprised at the charge of energy that flowed from the female. She was gifted with magic beyond what she practiced, born into powers she had yet to realize. Jag would find this interesting. For he had learned what Marisol’s centuries in another realm had taught her well—nothing happened without a reason. Cathy had been delivered to them to play a role in this battle against evil, a battle that would most likely transcend the one fought in this town.

Kneeling in front of Cathy, Marisol touched her leg. “Cathy,” she whispered.

The woman blinked and lifted her head, staring at Marisol. “My God, you have beautiful green eyes.”

Marisol smiled at the compliment, which wasn’t uncommon. “Green is the color of healing,” Cathy said. “You’re the healer Max spoke of,”

Cathy said, her hands going to the sides of the chair. “The sheriff

—”

“Is as good as new,” Marisol said. “He’s chatting with the others in my group.”

Cathy went a little pale. “That’s impossible.”

“You’re welcome to go see for yourself,” Marisol offered, pushing to her feet. She spotted a mirror on the wall and inclined her head.

“Or you can stand in front of that mirror while I heal that cut on your face.”

A moment passed as Cathy cocked her head to the side and studied Marisol. “All right.” She stood and walked to the mirror. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Marisol smiled and approached the other woman, touching her face. The wound was small, and took little effort to wipe away.

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