Beauty's Beasts: An Urban Fantasy Fairy Tale (Poison Courts Book 1) by L.C. Hibbett

Beauty's Beasts: An Urban Fantasy Fairy Tale (Poison Courts Book 1) by L.C. Hibbett

Author:L.C. Hibbett [Hibbett, L.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-07T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eleven

The atmosphere in the den was as thick as mud on a warm day. Blackwood paced the floor, one eye on the security cameras and the other on the dark-haired woman, who I’d come to assume must be his superior officer. She sat down on one of the chairs in the dining area and placed her feet firmly on the ground before addressing us again.

"Alexander, stop prowling. You're unsettling everyone." She pointed at a chair beside her and Blackwood reluctantly settled himself on it. My father and I sat down across from them. The lady gave us a brisk nod.

I planted my elbows on the tabletop. "You said there was bad news, Commander Murphy?"

"Maeve. My friends call me Maeve, child. Commander is the title reserved for pups like this one." Maeve reached out and ruffled Blackwood's hair. I grinned at the look of mortification on his face and he shot me a long-suffering grimace. Messy hair suited him.

The cell phone on the table beeped and Maeve's mouth compressed into a thin line as she flicked through whatever message she'd received. She returned the phone to the table and clasped her hands together under her chin with her stare fixed on my father. "I'm just going to come out and say this, Peter—your daughters have gone to meet with Julian Gastone."

Dad stared across the table, unblinking, but his fingers worried at the seam of his jacket with increasing speed. I grabbed hold of his hand and squeezed it tight as if squeezing his hand could compress the panic winding its way around my chest. He nodded at the phone. "What do they know? Did Gastone summon them? Could he know about my work here?” He swallowed. “About what the girls are?"

"We don't think he could know about your work here, the Guild took every precaution when we were arranging your meetings." Maeve paused and flashed me an apologetic glance. "Unless Isabelle was followed yesterday?"

I gaped from Maeve's face to Blackwood. “Did they see me coming here? Is that why they attacked last night? It’s my fault?”

Blackwood shoved his seat away from the table and strode to my side. His jaw was set into a hard line. "We have no proof of that, Miss O' Neil. The intrusions onto the grounds of Blackwood Forest have been becoming more frequent over the past few weeks, long before you came to the manor—we think Gastone is sending his men to scout how far the curse has progressed. That's nothing to do with you, okay?"

I didn't trust myself to speak so I nodded my head. Maeve's cell beeped again and she swiped the screen with her fingertip. Her frown deepened. "No. I don't think it was anything to do with Gastone's men seeing you enter Blackwood Forest. Gastone didn't contact your sisters—they made the call."

I narrowed my eyes on the woman's phone. "The Guild is monitoring our calls? Since when?"

Maeve looked at my father and he gripped the edge of the table. His face was ashen.



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