one of the others’ mates? That she was to come here and help us?”
“I don’t know. I honestly don’t have any idea.” Kiaran looked at Essie and stood when she came in the room. She was due soon; their child was going to be born before the next full moon. When she was seated, he poured her some tea and gave her a plate of the fresh scones that Grandda had made last evening. Christ, he loved this woman with all that he was. “We were just discussing Erin and her magic. And whether or not she might have been mate to one of our brothers.”
“I was thinking the same thing. But did you see the darkness too?” Kiaran only nodded. Yes, he’d seen it, and had even tried to touch it. It wasn’t magic, but hatred and cruelty. Erin had not been one that he would have liked to have encountered. “Would you say that she was a dark witch? Not like Helena was, but close?”
“Not close, no, but she did use the dark arts as her magic. I haven’t any idea what she was to us, but my parents, they had a hand in her life. The darkness of her soul however, that is something that makes me think that perhaps she’d been cruel to others.” Kiaran moved out of the way of Elbert when he entered the kitchen as his dog. “What do you suppose we’re supposed to do with this magic and knowledge, other than to find her killer?”
“I’ve no idea.”
Grandda changed then, his body becoming the man that he’d known his entire life, leaving behind the dog as if he were taking off a warm sweater. Kiaran knew that if anyone would know about the woman and her magic, he would, and asked him about it.
“I know not, but as the other witches are here, Caroline and Gobi, we could ask them.” Grandda set a plate of food in front of Essie and took the scones. There was fruit as well as grain and fresh eggs. As she glared at him, he was all smiles at Essie when he returned his gaze to her. “You must eat better. These sweets will give you energy, but the babe, it needs this more.”
As they talked about the day they had planned, the witch and all the million and one things that seemed to be on their plate at all times, Kiaran leaned back in his seat and thought about his family. They were all here and happy, and to him, that was enough. He thought also of becoming a father and what that would mean for them all. He only wished that his own parents were here to witness the birth of—
Hello. The touch to his mind had him looking at Essie and Asher. Neither one of them seemed to have been contacted, so he only waited. Whoever or whatever the person was, he wasn’t going to show his hand just yet. You don’t know me. Well, that’s obvious. But my sister, she had contact with you before.... She died, and I need to speak to you about who might have done it.
I saw his face. I think she made sure of it. Kiaran could feel that while the person was magical, he felt no wolf about her . You said you were her sister? How is that possible when she was a wolf and you aren’t? I mean, I don’t mean to be presumptuous, but I do know what she was.
You have her memories, correct? Then I’m pretty sure you can figure out that she went by her own rules. Being a wolf, for whatever reason, suited her, and so she did it. I don’t know what else to tell you. She found herself someone to convert her and there you go. Do they perhaps do it differently where you’re from? Kiaran smiled . Christ, can’t you just think of the person who killed her and let me do my thing?
And what thing might that be? Do you plan to kill him as well? The person said nothing. My name is Kiaran. Maybe we should start with introductions.
Or maybe we shouldn’t. And yes, I plan to kill them all. He asked her what she meant. You’re not going to just let me have the information, are you? You’re going to have to have it all or hound me until I have to come there, beat the shit out of you, and then get what I need. I mean the Herald. A group of idiots that have been around