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.The gleaner bit again and again as it rolled the seniph off with a twist of its body.Once free, it staggered into the woods.Then it broke into a limping gallop and disappeared into the forest.Nina couldn’t figure out why the gleaner hadn’t fried the seniph, or why the seniph had hesitated in finishing off the gleaner.The seniph lay on the ground, unmoving, bleeding.His own hesitation might have cost him his life.Since he’d saved her, Nina wanted to check on him, but the gleaner was getting away.She followed the fresh shiver trail of pain and anger the gleaner left in his wake and went after him.Now that he was wounded, he would be the hunted.How quickly the tide had turned, thanks to the seniph.She spared him one final glance over her shoulder, then shoved her way past the thick branches of a pine tree.Kane’s shoulder and arm throbbed as he heard a branch crack.He smelled the woman before he spied her skulking off into the woods.The little idiot was pursuing Ethan.She’d get herself killed.Maybe she believed that now Ethan was wounded she might get the upper hand.Did she really think she had a chance against a gleaner?She might not be as fragile as he thought.Maybe she could kill Ethan.Kane didn’t want his brother destroyed.It wasn’t Ethan doing the killing, but the gleaner.No, the brother he knew, the one he cared for, was in there somewhere.And if he needed proof of that, he’d witnessed it moments ago.Ethan could have killed Kane easily with his power, but he hadn’t.Ethan cared for him, Kane was certain of it.He would never believe Ethan was all monster.Kane would give anything to have traded places with his brother.He’d been only twenty when Ethan showed signs of gleanerism.They had seventeen great years together; they were closer than two brothers had ever been.But when Ethan showed signs of the sickness, it all had soured.And in saving Ethan’s life, Kane had betrayed his father’s trust.When Nelson Byron Van Cleave lay on his deathbed, he whispered in Kane’s ear, “This family was cursed the day you were born.” How those words had tortured Kane.His father’s prediction had come to pass, for everyone Kane had ever cared about, he’d destroyed or disappointed.The guilt of not being able to do something to help Ethan would always be Kane’s burden to carry.But it was in his power to save Ethan again, and he had to try.What possessed Ethan to return home and stir up so much trouble? It was sheer folly.Once the council learned of a gleaner being in the area, they’d assume Ethan was back.He’d be hunted down and slaughtered, if Kane didn’t find him first.What irritated Kane more was that the human had watched as he spared Ethan’s life.She was an eyewitness to his one Achilles’ heel, and if the council found out, not only would Ethan lose his life, but Kane, too.And Arwan might be dragged into it.Not to mention the meddling human.Something had brought her to the Baldoon farm, but what? What kind of powers did she possess? He’d seen her stand up near the animal corpses, facing them, her expression one of fixed concentration, then she’d gazed up at the night sky as if seeing a vision meant for her eyes only.He had no idea what she was doing.Then he’d tracked her down the path where she’d walked right to Emma Baldoon’s ashes, as if she knew where Ethan had killed her.The human had worn the same absorbed rictus on her face as before, as if she had been experiencing something preternatural.Whatever her power, he promised himself she would rue the day she came to Brayville or anywhere near it.Despite the flesh wounds, Kane rolled over and up onto his feet.He licked the blood from his shoulder and front leg, then slunk off into the forest.He’d have to find the woman and Ethan.Damn them both!Nina paused to catch her breath.She sat on one of many rocks that jutted into a secluded ravine and branched out over a waterfall.Solid icicles clung to the rocks and hung in long, sparkling rivulets below her and above her.Oaks and hickories crowded the rocks, their naked boughs bent and twisted and grasping at the promise of spring.She might have enjoyed the serene beauty, if she hadn’t felt totally disoriented, lost and freezing.The sleet had turned to a fine snow.Her breath formed white clouds around her head.She brought a hand up to shield her eyes from the flakes that the wind whipped at her face.The cold went right through her wool gloves, and she had to keep her hands in her pocket.Even so, she couldn’t feel the tips of her fingers…or, for that matter, her toes.The hood on her coat did little to keep her face and cheeks and neck warm, and she felt the ice chaffing them raw.Not to mention she had lost the gleaner’s trail.Nothing stirred her thought processes.She couldn’t pick up one sensation, one feeling, one vibration.It was as if the gleaner had vanished off the face of the earth.He must be using his gleaner cloaking powers.A sort of gleaner camouflage, a chameleon’s trick, only more deadly, for it made finding them almost impossible.Flitter demons were capable of the same wiles.When her grandmother had been the Guardian, Nina had helped Meikoda track them.They were crafty killers, even worse than gleaners, because they could hide inside a human body.Flitter demons possessed a person, forced them to commit suicide, then took the soul and moved on to their next victim.It was hit or miss with flitter demons.If they were already entrenched in a human, they hid their emotions within the human’s mind, and Nina had been no help to Meikoda at all.Sometimes Nina could discover them if they were moving from one body to another by concentrating really hard.Maybe she could do the same thing to track the gleaner.She closed her eyes and concentrated.Something didn’t feel quite right.Something heavy stirred the air where it shouldn’t be moving.A breath maybe.A pair of eyes.The feeling of being hunted.Her skin crawled as she opened her eyes and locked gazes with the seniph.She gulped in air, every nerve in her body prickling.He was still in lion form, perched on a rock above her head, a commanding leonine predatory figure in the driving snow.He stood across the waterfall, about twenty-five feet away, jungle-green eyes narrowed on her, teeth bared.Even though he was yards away, he looked massive.His chest and body were so thick with muscle, his skin quivered with every breath [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]