done.
She was almost beginning to suspect that mating with a Hybrid might be even more beneficial as she recalled the incredible power she had sensed around Bobbie Carrera. Maybe Hybrids were capable of gathering energy, only no one had bothered to find that out before. If a Hybrid could be taught to do that, such a mating might bolster the clan’s resources and allow her people to restore their life forces.
Which made her think of Christopher.
A slight sheen of energy had shimmered around him at one point, and she had definitely sensed non-human powers when he had laid his hands on the injured young man. Although it had seemed that he was unaware of his abilities, maybe with training they could be improved. Maybe even to the point where it would be possible for him to be as powerful as Bobbie Carrera had somehow become.
Not that she knew enough about Christopher to even go down that route, but certainly such a Hybrid mating was a possibility, she thought once more as she propelled herself across the water, hoping to beat her parents to her home.
But as she rounded the river bend after crossing the estuary, the whisper of a breeze colored with Rafael’s energy warned her that she was too late.
A few strokes later she had a direct line of sight to her home. Her parents and a stern-looking Rafael were positioned on the small rise of land just beyond the dock, scanning the waters for her.
Snagged
, she thought, and girded herself for the confrontation.
CHAPTER
6
C hristopher parked himself before the map in his office, reviewing the pins marking those locations where they had detected remnants of the intense Light Hunter power that had suddenly appeared in the area months earlier. Although his father wanted the energy font primarily to feed himself, Christopher was more interested in identifying the why of how such vitality existed. He hoped that by understanding he could use similar hunting practices to enhance his own power without awakening the pox that contaminated the Shadow Hunters.
With the rules he had set for himself and his own cadre, namely no feeding from the humans or any other Hunters, they had already been able to contain the regular emergence of the pox rash and pustules that had been ravaging Shadow Hunter bodies for centuries. That was not to say they had fully eradicated the contamination. During times of stress or weakness the pox sometimesreturned, but Christopher believed that by adhering to the old ways of only hunting from the natural energies around them, it was just a matter of time before they eliminated the illness from their systems.
Finding the Light Hunter source might speed that along.
He was contemplating the last places he and Ryan had experienced traces of the power when a knock came at the door. Even from his desk he detected the unique signature of Ryan’s newly charged life force, gilded with the warmth of the sun. Within the confines of their enclave, he and the other members of his cadre didn’t hide their natural auras or affinities, making it easy to sense who was nearby.
“Come in,” he called out, and Ryan entered. His normally easy-going features were set in hard lines, signaling his displeasure with something or someone.
“You have news to report?” Christopher asked, arching a dark brow.
“You asked us to monitor all communications in and out of the compound,” Ryan said, and at the roll of Christopher’s index finger, he continued. “Maya placed a call to your father late this morning. It wasn’t very long, but I thought you should know.”
He had expected as much. Maya might have come with him, but he suspected that she wasn’t convinced that Christopher’s way was right. Plus, his father still controlled the bulk of their Hunters, nearly a hundred across the metropolitan area. That gave Alexander immense power and Maya always followed power.
Somehow he had to use her continued connection to his father to try to keep an eye on Alexander and his
She was almost beginning to suspect that mating with a Hybrid might be even more beneficial as she recalled the incredible power she had sensed around Bobbie Carrera. Maybe Hybrids were capable of gathering energy, only no one had bothered to find that out before. If a Hybrid could be taught to do that, such a mating might bolster the clan’s resources and allow her people to restore their life forces.
Which made her think of Christopher.
A slight sheen of energy had shimmered around him at one point, and she had definitely sensed non-human powers when he had laid his hands on the injured young man. Although it had seemed that he was unaware of his abilities, maybe with training they could be improved. Maybe even to the point where it would be possible for him to be as powerful as Bobbie Carrera had somehow become.
Not that she knew enough about Christopher to even go down that route, but certainly such a Hybrid mating was a possibility, she thought once more as she propelled herself across the water, hoping to beat her parents to her home.
But as she rounded the river bend after crossing the estuary, the whisper of a breeze colored with Rafael’s energy warned her that she was too late.
A few strokes later she had a direct line of sight to her home. Her parents and a stern-looking Rafael were positioned on the small rise of land just beyond the dock, scanning the waters for her.
Snagged
, she thought, and girded herself for the confrontation.
CHAPTER
6
C hristopher parked himself before the map in his office, reviewing the pins marking those locations where they had detected remnants of the intense Light Hunter power that had suddenly appeared in the area months earlier. Although his father wanted the energy font primarily to feed himself, Christopher was more interested in identifying the why of how such vitality existed. He hoped that by understanding he could use similar hunting practices to enhance his own power without awakening the pox that contaminated the Shadow Hunters.
With the rules he had set for himself and his own cadre, namely no feeding from the humans or any other Hunters, they had already been able to contain the regular emergence of the pox rash and pustules that had been ravaging Shadow Hunter bodies for centuries. That was not to say they had fully eradicated the contamination. During times of stress or weakness the pox sometimesreturned, but Christopher believed that by adhering to the old ways of only hunting from the natural energies around them, it was just a matter of time before they eliminated the illness from their systems.
Finding the Light Hunter source might speed that along.
He was contemplating the last places he and Ryan had experienced traces of the power when a knock came at the door. Even from his desk he detected the unique signature of Ryan’s newly charged life force, gilded with the warmth of the sun. Within the confines of their enclave, he and the other members of his cadre didn’t hide their natural auras or affinities, making it easy to sense who was nearby.
“Come in,” he called out, and Ryan entered. His normally easy-going features were set in hard lines, signaling his displeasure with something or someone.
“You have news to report?” Christopher asked, arching a dark brow.
“You asked us to monitor all communications in and out of the compound,” Ryan said, and at the roll of Christopher’s index finger, he continued. “Maya placed a call to your father late this morning. It wasn’t very long, but I thought you should know.”
He had expected as much. Maya might have come with him, but he suspected that she wasn’t convinced that Christopher’s way was right. Plus, his father still controlled the bulk of their Hunters, nearly a hundred across the metropolitan area. That gave Alexander immense power and Maya always followed power.
Somehow he had to use her continued connection to his father to try to keep an eye on Alexander and his
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