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“I cannot blame you, Dom, not when I think everyone in this room faced with the choice of gaining their Chosen sooner and ensuring her safety would do the same, despite the unfortunate position of potentially hurting another in return.” I swallowed hard at that, because I knew what he was saying. That he would have done the same and, in all honesty, I didn’t know how I felt about that.
“I appreciate your candor, but given the circumstances, I am not sure I would be so quick to offer such forgiveness had it been done to Keira.” I watched as my aunt squeezed his arm at this, prompting him to look down at her with the same tenderness Jared had granted me.
“Perhaps it is easy to say with her now standing by my side and knowing that whatever happened is in the past, to which I confess, I still know very little about… only that it brought us to now. For without her intervention, I would either be dead, still rotting away in a prison cell, or currently mourning the death of my brother and best friend… she saved us all, Dom.” My uncle’s shock was obvious to see.
“How… how is this possible?” At this my aunt scoffed and said,
“Because us Williams’ women are kick ass, that’s why.” This naturally made me smile, especially as my uncle grinned, before Jared dropped an even bigger bombshell on them.
“Or it has to do with the fact that your niece is now a Summoner.”
“What?!” my Aunt shouted.
“Whoa, now that’s bitchin’,” Pip said, whereas Sophia’s comment was aimed at my aunt,
“Yeah, not sure that’s in your family gene pool, Kaz.” Something she ignored in favor of asking much more important questions, because in the thirty years of being with my uncle, she knew a lot more of his world than I did.
“How… how did this happen?”
“Okay, well in a nutshell, the only way I could get back was to steal that bitch’s book, something Marcus helped me with.”
“Er, say what now?” Marcus replied, quickly adding action to his next statement when Jared shot him an evil glare.
“Hey, don’t look at me like that. Technically, it wasn’t me, remember?”
“Nope, but it was your idea to waltz,” I replied with a wink. Jared growled before exchanging his glare for one of promised death, making me quickly hug him before he could storm over there. Then I told him,
“Joking, jeez…” Then while I did this, I looked to Marcus and Orth and mouthed,
‘Totally not joking.’ Making Orth grin, and as for Marcus, his face said it all… bewilderment. But then Jared pulled back and mouthed his own reprimand back down at me, making me want to bite my lip.
‘Behave.’
“Okay, can we all go back to the part where my niece is now a Summoner, please?” my aunt said, because, obviously, her concern for me was growing.
“To be honest, I’m not sure how it happened, only when I was on that stage and saw her book just floating there, I just kind of acted out of instinct,” I admitted, making my uncle look deep in thought, something Jared didn’t seem to miss.
“Something to add here, Dom?” he asked, calling him out on his reaction.
“Not at the moment, but I might know someone who can shed more light on this development.”
“Yeah, and it’s not a development I want to develop further, so whoever it is, I suggest getting his arse here as soon as possible,” Jared gritted out. He was getting more frustrated as the minutes passed by without answers. My uncle didn’t answer this with anything other than with a nod.
“On another note, does anyone want to explain the male model with glorious hair?” my aunt said, giving him a little wave and making my uncle growl possessively down at her.
“This is Asher, he is a friend and a newly appointed member of my council. He helped us fight against the horde of souls in the arena,” Jared offered, making Asher nod in acknowledgement.
“The Summoner Games, that is where this Niniane had you fight?” my uncle asked.
“Like I said, there is a lot for us still to discuss,” Jared answered, and I would have been an idiot to miss exactly what that meant. Jared wanted to talk to my uncle privately because there was clearly a lot more to this story than Jared was ready to tell a room full of people.
“In the meantime, why don’t I show you to some guest rooms? I think we could all do with some rest after the day’s events,” my aunt said helpfully.
“Ha, try weeks, Toots.” At this Sophia shot Pip a look and combined this silent warning by cutting her hand across her neck.
“Not helping, Pip,” my aunt pointed out a little too late.
“Weeks!” This wasn’t just shouted by Jared, but by my uncle as well, whereas Adam growled it and Zagan, Sophia’s husband, tagged her behind her neck, yanked her tight against him and whispered something I couldn’t hear down at her. Whatever it was, neither man looked happy, and I could only imagine what Amelia was going through right now with her possessive Vampire.
