He turned away from her, and became preoccupied with his reactions. That woman moved him in a way he had never felt before. It wasn't certain, but with her he would start a family, and he understood Dester's anguish to have her all to himself. “There's a party tonight to celebrate your engagement... I'll see you there again.” “Dester said that?” “You must pretend to know me at that moment. Dester is clever. Don't talk to me in his presence. Be natural.” “Don't worry, I'll be natural... Thank you for everything you're going to do for me.” Brianna said, but she wanted to ask him to make love to her, right there, by the lake. But she didn't know how to do it without sounding too vulgar, so she kept quiet. Henry accompanied her to the house and was surprised when she hugged him tightly before entering. And that sorceress gave him the ideal idea for them to meet every day... or night... Or nights. He walked slowly back to the mansion. It was empty. The only sound came from the
Dester finally decided it was time to serve dinner and invited everyone to join him in the dining room. The table was well set and each guest's name was on it. Brianna noticed that a few seats had been added to the large table and that her brother and his wife sat on them. Dester sat at the head and Brianna on his left, while Henry was placed right in front of her and to Dester's right. No one asked about the first wife. Dinner was served, and the conversation became more cheerful, as the men were no longer talking about their business problems. They were talking about their marriages and how they met their wives, who smiled flatteringly when they heard their husbands talk about the love they felt for them. “I bought my second wife.” Dester said, and silence descended like a rain that doesn't make a sound before it arrives. Brianna didn't mind the rudeness, but it seemed that her allies didn't approve of her attitude. But Dester was already too visibly drunk to notice and
Brianna took a deep breath. She didn't care what he would think. Henry needed to know what kind of danger he would face if he dared to help her. “Dester's brother hates me because women like me don't usually become wives to men like them.” “Women like you?” “Humans.” Henry was thoughtful for a few seconds. “I understand, Brianna. It's crazy, but I believe it. I know that Dester isn't human. He's... I've seen situations where... If he were human, he'd be dead. Not to mention the impressive speed that he sometimes can't control, the whispers I speak and he hears, as if I'd shouted. One day, a man fired a few shots and hit him in the head and chest. Dester didn't go to hospital.” “How do you know that? Did you see him get shot?” “I did, Brianna, because I was the one who shot him.” “Did you want to kill him, Dester? I thought you were friends...” “He thinks I'm his friend, but I'm not. I approached him, and when the opportunity arose, I hid in the shadows, wearing
Brianna felt like laughing and put a piece of bread in her mouth. What a fool Dester was! There was no chance of her getting into his bed. She'd kill herself first. “When are you going?” She said with her mouth full, to disguise her amusement. “Don't get too excited yet.” He said tasting her, who noticed his debauchery. “Henry will take care of keeping you in line. And you can be sure that from what I know of him, he'll be creative enough to make you want, and even beg, for my punishments to get rid of him. And don't think you'll get a day off. He's staying here while I'm away. My wife has decided that she wants the house to herself until I return.” Brianna remained silent. Henry wouldn't touch her. She was sure of it. That's why he was so happy. Henry had managed to fool one of the most dangerous men in the world. Even his grandfather feared him. He could imagine what it meant for Henry to be able to outwit the man everyone considered lethal, who murdered his family, using
Henry punched the steering wheel, startling Brianna. “Dester never took you anywhere around here? No store, no movie theater? No...” His voice was furious, contained with immense effort. “No.” He reflected. “I'm sorry, Brianna. You deserved so much more than he gave you. He's miserable.” “It doesn't matter anymore, Henry. Now I know he'll never see me again, and that's no consolation. I'm free of his hands.” Henry stared at her briefly and then went back to concentrating on the traffic. “I need you to know something.” “Is there a problem?” “I don't think so. The trip to Búzios. It wasn't my idea.” “Who...?” “Jasmine. Allister's wife.” “Why did she do it? Did she know what you were planning to do?” “She thought it was necessary, after seeing what happened to you. The way you were humiliated.” Brianna leaned back in the car seat, thoughtful. “Jasmine... she's not human either, but she's not a werewolf.” “She's a good woman. It doesn't matter what ki
Brianna looked at him tenderly, and the pent-up tears rolled down her cheeks. “I'll marry you, Henry. That's all I want. But I need to ask for two wedding presents. You come with me to Scotland. We'll start our life together in that country... and promise me that if I ever leave, you'll get on with your life. Promise me that you'll remarry and start a family with someone else.” “Why would you leave? I promise I'll do everything I can to make sure you never want to leave. As for living in Scotland, I don't care. Anywhere with you I'll call home.” “At some point, I'll have to leave.” Brianna said, remembering her mother's words. “It won't be of my own free will.” “You need to know, Brianna, before you agree to come with me, that I live in a profession that involves danger. I can't give you exact security. Of course, I'll surround you with protection, and you'll have a relatively normal life, because if you stay with me, you'll have to accept that you won't be able to go
And Jenna could only reveal the contents of the diary, where she revealed all those secrets, if one day her daughter avenged her death and sought her out to find out the story that led her there. And as Brianna's last words, this time in the first person, she's going to tell us everything she was feeling on the day of her death. “That night I woke up feeling the pains of childbirth. Henry is lying in bed as I write these words. I'm not going to tell him for now. I want our last day to be perfect. That I go away knowing that I have left in his arms the little girl who would not be raised by either of us, but who would need assistance. And who I'm sure will become the greatest love of his life with my departure. I went into Anna's room. Her beauty will attract evil. I see red eyes in her future... Anna is different. She was born to be the revolutionary Bruma. Maybe it means the end of witches. I hope it is. I told Jasmine about my dream. I looked at her son. He's going to corrupt
Maxwell crossed his arms when he realized that Anna was staring at him. “I'm not leaving until I've hugged my children and spent at least an hour with them.” Adam saw Anna's passionate gaze on Maxwell, and his fury grew in his chest. “That's not what I agreed to, Anna.” Adam said flatly. “Please, Adam. I... Let me take advantage of the fact that we're already here? I miss them so much.” “Then go, so you can have that hour soon. I have to leave. Appointments, remember?” “I have something to sort out in this house, too, before I leave.” Anna said and turned to Max, when she realized that this time Adam didn't object. “Is she here?” Maxwell stared at her with fear in his eyes, but before he could say anything, Adam intervened. “You're crazy if you think I'm going to allow you two to be alone! That will never happen again, but if Max comes with me, I don't mind you staying here.” He said amused. Anna turned to Adam with a reassuring smile. “That's great, Adam.