blood 03 - blood chosen by tamara rose blodgett

Author:tamara rose blodgett [blodgett, tamara rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tamara Rose Blodgett
Published: 2014-01-04T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Alan

He took his sister's hands within his own and stopped the tremble that had been there.

“Does he know?” Lacey asked, looking at him through the veil of her black lashes.

Alan shook his head and she breathed a sigh of relief.

“He hasn't asked and I haven't felt the need to tell him. As a matter of fact, Reagan took care of him in a most satisfactory way.”

He watched his sister shudder at the reference to Anthony Laurent and he wanted to kick Tony's ass until his foot fell off. Instead he gathered Lacey closer. Alan stroked her hair and murmured, “He knows who she is now, Lace. There's nothing we can do about that.” Alan carefully avoided mentioning Tony by name. It never failed to illicit a flinch from his sister. There was enough tightness around her light brown eyes without the mention of that bastard.

“He will know that his life is spared as long as Reagan lives.” Her voice sounded desolate, like a desert that hadn't had a drop of water in a year—bare and dry.

“Yeah, goddammit,” Alan exhaled in an exhaustive push.

Lacey turned in his arms and laid her small hands on his shoulders. “What about me? Can he... will he...?”

She couldn't finish but Alan did, putting his finger on her lips to silence her words. “He will not. The pack didn't protect you enough when it happened...”

“It's alright Alan, you were a whelp.”

Alan's hands became fists at his sides. “It doesn't matter.... I should've done something!” he exploded. Sorrow laced with anger vibrated through his words, the heat of his wolf rising, squeezing the air between them like an unseen noose.

Lacey's hands made their way to his face. “Look at me, brother.” He did, reluctantly. Her soft eyes, like crushed milk chocolate, pierced his with their love, their understanding. “It is not your fault, it is his.” Lacey's gaze moved to the knotted hands in her lap. “He bears my mark against him... forever.”

Alan put a finger underneath her chin and lifted her face until their eyes met. “It's the one consolation.”

She nodded. “He is cursed from mating.”

Alan's lips curled. “He doesn't know.”

Lacey shrugged. “I didn't know either until Reagan became.”

He met her eyes again. “Then we all knew. A fitting justice.”

Lacey nodded in agreement, once. “I suppose...” she took in a deep breath, “...that is vengeance enough.”

Alan shook his head. “It can never be enough for what he did to you.”

They sat there inside the Region One guest quarters and simply held each other, saying nothing.

While Reagan dreamed of avenging her mother.

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