who can make her own decisions. Besides, you should look at her medical records before being such a jackass.”
Kell frowned. “What medical records?”
Brenna’s hand trembled in Jase’s.
Jase growled. “Get out, and go look at them.”
Kell scratched his chin. “Fine. But nothing is happening before the cultural event tomorrow, right?”
“Right,” Brenna said.
“Good.” The enforcer smiled, his gaze on Jase. “Then we’ll discuss this further tomorrow.”
Jase’s shoulders went back. “I look forward to it.” He glanced down at the small woman so bravely facing one of the most dangerous predators on earth. What in the world was he going to do with her? Then he frowned. “What cultural event?”
Chapter 6
B renna stood in the foyer and patted her pinned-up hair. “I’m not sure ’bout this dress.”
“ ’Tis perfect.” Moira shimmied her blue dress down over the gun strapped to her inner thigh. “You look gorgeous.”
“Hmm.” Brenna glanced down at the beaded mesh halter gown. The sparkly material revealed the tops of her breasts and cut in severely at the waist. It was backless, yet the skirt allowed enough room for her weapon. “Thanks for the new gun.”
“I thought you’d like it.” Her sister smiled, but humor failed to reach her stunning green eyes. “The vampires created the stub-version a couple of months ago. It’s as deadly as a normal laser but fits much better in a smaller hand.”
Brenna sighed. “Stop worrying so. Everything is going to be fine.”
“I’m not worrying.” Moira slipped a knife into her evening bag. “It’s just, well, the Jase who came back from captivity isn’t the same Jase we all knew and loved. We still love him, but I’m not sure he’s safe.”
Of course he wasn’t safe. The guy was dynamite with an already lit fuse. “I need his strength and bloodline. Even with that power, there’s a chance I still won’t recover from the poisoning.”
“Don’t say that.” Panic swept the color from Moira’s face. She clutched her bag. “Why did you wait so long?”
“I don’t know. I guess I figured the doctors would find a cure.” Plus, she hadn’t really had someone in mind to mate. Until now.
Moira nodded. “I get that.”
“Why hasn’t the king gotten Jase some help?” Brenna asked.
Moira snorted. “Have you met Jase? You can’t help someone who doesn’t want it.”
Dread slid through Brenna’s veins. “There’s only one thing he wants. Revenge against the demons.”
“I know.” Moira reached for the damaged front door to tug open. “Just make sure you don’t get caught in that crossfire, little sister. He’ll go through anybody to reach that goal.”
Yeah, he would. “I understand.”
“Oh.” Moira paused halfway into the hallway. “I forgot to tell you. We rounded up all the members of CRAP and will hold them until after the winter solstice. You’re safe.”
“Good.” Frankly, she hadn’t felt much fear after Jase demolished most of their soldiers. But it was a relief to know the group wouldn’t be protesting at the cultural event. Sometimes the protests took a toll on her, although she never let the strain show. “I guess there’s no reason for Jase to attend tonight.” A surprising disappointment slid through her at the thought.
“Yet, here I am.” Jase suddenly loomed in the hallway.
Moira hurried over to the other doorway, where Conn had just emerged.
Brenna smiled at the vampire to mask her racing heart. The black tuxedo emphasized Jase’s long and lean body in a way that totally failed to hide the predator beneath the suit. In fact, the civilized style only enhanced his wildness. His gaze ran over her dress, and her body reacted as if he’d used his hands.
“You look stunning,” he said.
Pleasure bloomed in her chest. “Thank you. You clean up really nice, Kayrs.”
A rare dimple flashed in his right cheek. “Using my last name won’t work to distance yourself from me,
Kell frowned. “What medical records?”
Brenna’s hand trembled in Jase’s.
Jase growled. “Get out, and go look at them.”
Kell scratched his chin. “Fine. But nothing is happening before the cultural event tomorrow, right?”
“Right,” Brenna said.
“Good.” The enforcer smiled, his gaze on Jase. “Then we’ll discuss this further tomorrow.”
Jase’s shoulders went back. “I look forward to it.” He glanced down at the small woman so bravely facing one of the most dangerous predators on earth. What in the world was he going to do with her? Then he frowned. “What cultural event?”
Chapter 6
B renna stood in the foyer and patted her pinned-up hair. “I’m not sure ’bout this dress.”
“ ’Tis perfect.” Moira shimmied her blue dress down over the gun strapped to her inner thigh. “You look gorgeous.”
“Hmm.” Brenna glanced down at the beaded mesh halter gown. The sparkly material revealed the tops of her breasts and cut in severely at the waist. It was backless, yet the skirt allowed enough room for her weapon. “Thanks for the new gun.”
“I thought you’d like it.” Her sister smiled, but humor failed to reach her stunning green eyes. “The vampires created the stub-version a couple of months ago. It’s as deadly as a normal laser but fits much better in a smaller hand.”
Brenna sighed. “Stop worrying so. Everything is going to be fine.”
“I’m not worrying.” Moira slipped a knife into her evening bag. “It’s just, well, the Jase who came back from captivity isn’t the same Jase we all knew and loved. We still love him, but I’m not sure he’s safe.”
Of course he wasn’t safe. The guy was dynamite with an already lit fuse. “I need his strength and bloodline. Even with that power, there’s a chance I still won’t recover from the poisoning.”
“Don’t say that.” Panic swept the color from Moira’s face. She clutched her bag. “Why did you wait so long?”
“I don’t know. I guess I figured the doctors would find a cure.” Plus, she hadn’t really had someone in mind to mate. Until now.
Moira nodded. “I get that.”
“Why hasn’t the king gotten Jase some help?” Brenna asked.
Moira snorted. “Have you met Jase? You can’t help someone who doesn’t want it.”
Dread slid through Brenna’s veins. “There’s only one thing he wants. Revenge against the demons.”
“I know.” Moira reached for the damaged front door to tug open. “Just make sure you don’t get caught in that crossfire, little sister. He’ll go through anybody to reach that goal.”
Yeah, he would. “I understand.”
“Oh.” Moira paused halfway into the hallway. “I forgot to tell you. We rounded up all the members of CRAP and will hold them until after the winter solstice. You’re safe.”
“Good.” Frankly, she hadn’t felt much fear after Jase demolished most of their soldiers. But it was a relief to know the group wouldn’t be protesting at the cultural event. Sometimes the protests took a toll on her, although she never let the strain show. “I guess there’s no reason for Jase to attend tonight.” A surprising disappointment slid through her at the thought.
“Yet, here I am.” Jase suddenly loomed in the hallway.
Moira hurried over to the other doorway, where Conn had just emerged.
Brenna smiled at the vampire to mask her racing heart. The black tuxedo emphasized Jase’s long and lean body in a way that totally failed to hide the predator beneath the suit. In fact, the civilized style only enhanced his wildness. His gaze ran over her dress, and her body reacted as if he’d used his hands.
“You look stunning,” he said.
Pleasure bloomed in her chest. “Thank you. You clean up really nice, Kayrs.”
A rare dimple flashed in his right cheek. “Using my last name won’t work to distance yourself from me,
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