Into Death's Arms (45 page)

 
   Sumner lumbered forth. Damn that man was big
. “This changes nothing Tameron,” h
e hissed. “She is still an AoD.”

   I smiled at that big bastard. “Did you know Sumner, I precog.”
I said quietly enough that only Dayton, Donovan, Kane, and Sumner could hear me.

   His eyebrows bunched together. “What is that supposed to mean? And ho
w the hell did you know my name,
” he growled.
He was loud enough the others could hear him.

    
I however maintained my quiet angry tone.
“Precog, you know the ability to see something before or as it is happening though you are not present for the event.” I lowered my head into a more aggressive stance. “You know like for example seeing a certain
Vamp
ire
making plans to have his leader killed with Kinsley
, the
Shifter
K
ing, did you know him?
Of course Kinsley’
s dead now, I killed him.” I waved a dismissive hand at him,
“
Funny how that works isn’t it.” I smiled a very toothy smile. “As to how I
know your name? Figure
…
it
…
out
…
” I growled.
His eyes widened ever so slightly.

     “You have no proof,” h
e hissed.
He was glowing, his power just clawing at him behind those cold blue eyes.

      I blinked twice and allowed my eyes to go wide, innocent looking, “Proof of what?” I asked like I was an idiot.

      His eyes settled to mere slits. “I have changed my mind
Tameron;
the witch is perfect for you.” He stormed from the room
, taking his eerie blue light with him.
I resisted the urge to laugh.

    Dayton squeezed me ever so lightly. “Does any other have any objections to my union with the AoD? We’ll hear them now or not at all.” Surprisingly enough everybody was quiet.
I wondered what they thought I’d said to Sumner.

    Into the silence I announced, “Good, because I am taking this
Vamp
ire
home.” In a much quieter
tone,
I said, “to bed.” Dayton dragged me to him pressing his mouth to the column of my neck just before we disappeared into the darkness he bit into my throat. I’m not
positive but I’m pretty
sure the entire assembly hea
rd m
y pleasured moan.

    My dad paced back and forth in the confines of the small room. I sat on the little cosmetic stool in front of a very small cosmetic mirror watching Laurna work.
She was recovering well but her eyes were always shadowed these days.

    
Donovan had broken things off. He’d told her there was another woman. I knew he was lying. He was afraid she would get hurt again if he stayed with her. I tried telling him how much she was hurting now but he was sure she’d get over it.
I wasn’t
.

     
He felt
she could do so much better than him.  He gave me the whole she deserves a man who can spend his days with her, watch her on the beach, raise human children with her, yadda, yadda, yadda, he was running scared. I hoped it wouldn’t take him to long to get over it. Then
again,
maybe he was
right;
maybe she did deserve someone who could do all those things with her. She and Laith spent a lot of time together and wouldn’t it rock if I could call her my sister in truth? Some days I almost convinced myself but then the look in her eyes told me the truth. She loved Donovan, the way I loved Dayton. She was never going to get over that.

    She pinched me. “You will not think about my sorry love life today Macyn. It is your big day
,
not mine.” I smiled at her.

    “Okay, okay,” I relented. She was right. I was getting married. Crazy huh? She finished and sprayed my hair just one more time. My dad gave the organist some kind of pre-arranged signal and we were headed down the aisle. Dayton waited at the end. A very perplexed but adoring Father
Mike
waited at the altar. Convincing him t
o do the ceremony had taken qui
t
e
some doing. I still wasn’t sure how my dad had done it.

     I wore my ceremonial dress just one more time. After this, I would burn it. It was tradition. It symbolized the fact that after Dayton and I were officially joined I would never again need the gown to make me whole. I would have my AoLi. 
No,
hand me down wedding
dress
for the Ao.  “Who gives this woman to
be wed
?” Father
Mike
asked in his big church voice.

     Laith stepped out from the front row and my father answered, “Her brother and I do.” Tears sprang to my eyes but it was okay they were happy tears.  My father and brother stepped back. I stepped forward.

   
My AoLi took my hand.

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