The Unyielding (Call Of Crows #3) by Shelly Laurenston

Author:Shelly Laurenston [Laurenston, Shelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal Romance, Fantasy
ISBN: 9781617735141
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2017-03-26T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Jace closed another book that had provided no help and leaned back in her chair, sighing loudly.

“You need to eat.” Ski leaned against the open doorway, watching her. The door had been redesigned a couple weeks prior.

“Better security,” the Protectors had said as they watched the workers to ensure they didn’t, somehow, damage their precious books. The doors were glass and slid closed, hermetically sealing the room. Of course, as often as those doors were opened and closed, Jace doubted they protected much of anything, but she didn’t bother to point that out. Not now.

Because right now it didn’t matter.

These days, all the Clans seemed to be doing things to keep busy. The Protectors putting in new library doors. The Isa focusing on their black bear program in Yosemite Park. The Giant Killers still planning the yearly motorcycle charity run they hosted that really sounded like a white supremacist get-together, but the last time Erin said that to Freida, she ended up with a broken nose and two black eyes.

If they weren’t working on getting Erin over the Bifrost Bridge, they were doing other things as if life was going on as normal. Even if it wasn’t.

“I’m not hungry,” Jace told Ski.

He smiled—God! That beautiful smile—and said, “I’ll make you something to eat.” A man with a beautiful smile who never listened. He disappeared down the hall, her dog following him.

It seemed Lev’s loyalties had changed.

“They go where the food is, but Lev’s heart will always belong to you. He knows who saved him.”

Wincing, Jace turned without standing up and there they were, crouching on the chairs throughout the library.

“You shouldn’t be here,” she said gently. “The Protectors won’t like it.”

“We’re not staying.”

Jace forced herself not to turn from the piercing blue eyes gazing at her. It was what her grandmother had taught her. How to handle them. Never show fear. Be direct.

So Jace was. “Are you here to stop me?”

“If we wanted to stop you, Jacie-girl, we would have sent the nuns. But the nuns sent us.” He smiled. “Besides, we decided long ago that fighting Crows was . . . not in the world’s best interest.”

“You ladies cheat,” another muttered.

“Now, now, Raphael.”

“They do.” Raphael looked at Jace. “I have to admit, I was disappointed when you joined.”

“Your grandmother never chose,” Michael reminded her.

Jace’s nose twitched. “Her husband never killed her.”

“Ah, yes. The false prophet. We have such plans for that soul. Once you ladies are done with him, of course.”

“If you’re not here to stop me then . . .”

“Khamael,” Michael prompted.

Khamael walked over to Jace’s table and carefully laid a book on the wood. It was ancient and written in runes. “We’re sure you can find some Neanderthal pagan to read this.”

“Oh, we can,” Haldor said from near the doors.

The Protectors had come into their library without making a sound. Ski’s cat, Salka, hissed at the archangels from the top of one of the shelves.

“Nice cat,” Raphael sneered.

Jace didn’t want a fight, so she redirected the Protectors the only way she knew how.

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