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“Um, how did you find me out here? How did you know?” I find myself asking, panic starting to sink in as I think about the fact that if they were able to find me, then the blood witches or someone else could.
“Your mother and I used to meet here at this cabin,” Daniel announces. “I hid her here after she’d been attacked. I knew immediately she was my mate. I wasn’t thrilled about her being a witch, but she explained to me she wasn’t like the others. When she left, she left behind a charm and a letter.” He holds up a glowing charm. “She wrote in the letter that if the charm glows, she’s returned. Evidently, she didn’t, but her daughter has . . . our daughter.”
“I didn’t know she’d done that. When I saw the cabin, I didn’t think anything of it. It looked abandoned, and I needed a place to heal.”
“This area is charmed,” Daniel states. “She made it so the only ones who can see this cabin share my blood.”
“Oh, okay.” That’s good.
“So, you’re the one my brother sensed while out running the other night,” Dane mutters. Evidently, he’s still upset, and I’m sure it’s rightfully so.
“Yes,” I whisper. “I . . . I needed to heal.”
“Why?” Daniel demands.
“It doesn’t matter.” I don’t want to talk about it. I reach up, clutch the locket at my throat, close my eyes, taking a deep breath. I just met these two men, my family. An overwhelming feeling wants to boil over inside me, for me to let it release itself. To let it consume me, but I can’t. Not here. Not now. Not ever.
I won’t let the darkness win me over.
“It does matter. It fuckin’ matters a lot,” Dane growls. “Why the fuck did you need to heal? For that matter, what are you doing here? Hiding?”
“You curse a lot,” I blurt, only to cover my mouth with both hands. “I’m sorry.” The apology comes out muffled, and I stare at my brother with wide, fearful eyes.
Dane blinks at me, looks at Daniel, looks back at me, and shakes his head. “Fuckin’ A.”
“Karsyn, you need to talk to us. We can’t help you if you don’t . . .”
“You’d help me?” Again, I find myself blurting. “You don’t know me. I . . . I mean, I intended to eventually come find you, and I, um, well, I hoped when I did that you’d be willing to help me, but I didn’t think you actually would.”
“Blood helps blood, no matter what.”
I’m surprised when it’s Dane who speaks up.
I hold his gaze for a brief moment and nod before finally answering them. “When my mother was killed, they captured me. I finally escaped and found my way to Redwich. I’ve been here a month, healing and hiding. Trying to get my strength back.”
“So, blood witches had you?” Daniel growls.
“Yes.” I nod.
“You’re the reason they’re here,” Dane accuses.
In the blink of an eye, he shifts, causing me to scream in utter terror. Swallowing my fear, I turn and run. I think I run, but I don’t get far. Not because they catch me but because I find myself growing dizzy, and the next thing, everything goes dark.
Chapter Four
Corbin
“Move out the fuckin’ way,” Dane yells, entering the clubhouse and getting all of our attention. Behind him, Daniel comes in. Both men have grim looks mixed with rage. I can smell the anger on them both. But there’s another scent that catches my attention. It’s sweet like honey-suckle mixed with the earth itself. The smell draws my attention, and I wonder what the hell is the cause of it.
“What’s going on?” Justice asks as several people who’d come to party with us tonight move, and I get the first view of the woman lying limp in Dane’s arms. Luckily, all that are in attendance tonight are shifters or already know about us.
“We need Zavier here,” Daniel states.
I sniff the arm again and move toward Dane and Daniel, my spine stiffening. “You brought a witch to my clubhouse?” I snarl, ignoring the sweet scent.
“She’s not just a witch,” Daniel remarks.
“Don’t give a shit, she’s a fuckin’ witch.”
