Dark Moon Rising by J. C. Diem

Author:J. C. Diem [Diem, J. C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Seize The Night Publishing Agency
Published: 2018-10-02T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Now that we had the knowledge we’d sought, Brandon escorted us back to the surface. “I’ll have to let Ms. Harwood know about your visit,” he said, drawing me aside while the others strode over to my truck. “We’re to inform her of any interaction we have with you and exactly what you’re researching.”

“It sounds like she doesn’t trust me,” I said wryly. The feeling was mutual. Like her predecessor, she was adept as scheming and manipulation. At least she wasn’t a demon, at least as far as I knew anyway.

“The Master Archivist is interested in the goings on of all hunters,” Brandon said, attempting to defend his boss. “Especially the supernatural ones. She feels it would be best if hunters with power like yours are kept under observation.”

“Is Sheridan afraid I’ll snap and go on a killing spree?”

“Of course not,” the Archivist said unconvincingly. “But, you do have the Unseelie rage, or so it’s rumored. That sort of power could end up being dangerous.”

Harwood knew even more about me than I’d realized if she knew my true lineage. “Tell your boss I have a handle on my rage, but it doesn’t take much to awaken it. If I discover she’s keeping me under surveillance, I will not be happy.”

Understanding the unspoken threat behind my words, he nodded slowly. “I’ll pass your message on, Mr. Everett.”

“Call me Jake, son,” I said, clapping him on the shoulder. “Mr. Everett is far too formal.”

He gave me a weak smile and sidled towards the door to his cottage. “It was a pleasure to meet you all. My door is always open if you need to do some more research.”

I nodded, then turned and strode for my truck. He would no doubt be on the phone to the Master Archivist before we left the property. Sheridan Harwood was far too interested in me for my liking. I didn’t know what her real agenda was and I wasn’t sure I wanted to find out.

Pru took the front seat this time, relegating Harley to the back. He accepted the demotion with a roll of his eyes. The witch needed to concentrate as she read through the spells she’d acquired. She was able to tune out our chatter and focus on her task. She’d placed the dragonfly brooch in her purse rather than donning it. I had a feeling she was going to have to acclimatize herself to the influx of power it would give her. Wearing it constantly would be too much for her until she learned how to handle it.

Leroy was standing at the window next to the front door when we returned. He hated being left behind. It wouldn’t take much to persuade him to agree to become bound to an object. He’d probably already made up his mind to come with us on our missions. Rudy and I had been regaling him about the antics our ghostly friends had gotten up to. Hearing that other phantoms were heroes had made him slightly envious.

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