Lover Revealed (Black Dagger Brotherhood #4)(75)

“Try Heckler and Koch.” The Reverend opened his jacket and flashed the butt of a forty.

“Nice little poodle shooter you got there, vampire.”

“Put a hell of a—”

V cut in. “You two are like watching tennis, and racquet sports bore me. What’s the news?”

Rehv looked at Butch. “He has such phenomenal people skills, doesn’t he.”

“Try living with him.”

The Reverend smirked, then grew serious. As he spoke, his mouth barely moved and his words didn’t carry far. “The Princeps Council met night before last. Issue was mandatory sehclusion for all unmated females. The leahdyre wants a recommendation passed and submitted to Wrath ASAP.”

V whistled under his breath. “A lockdown.”

“Precisely. They’re using my sister’s abduction and Wellesandra’s death as the rationales. Which is some powerful shit, as it should be.” The Reverend locked eyes with V. “Word to your boss. The glymera is pissed off at these civilian losses all around town. This motion is their warning shot across Wrath’s bow and they are dead serious about passing it. The leahdyre’s all up in my grill because they can’t hold a vote unless every member of the council is in the room, and I’m a consistent no-show. I can put off the meeting for a little while, but not forever.” At that moment, a cell phone went off in the Reverend’s jacket and he took the thing out. “And what do you know, here’s Bella now. Hey, sister mine—” The male’s eyes flashed and his body shifted. “Tahlly?”

Butch frowned, getting the distinct impression that whoever was on that line was a female and not of the sister kind: Rehvenge’s body was suddenly throwing off heat like a banked fire.

Man, you had to wonder what kind of woman would tangle with a piece of work like the Reverend. Then again, V was obviously getting laid, so those kind of females were out there.

“Hold on, tahlly.” Rehv frowned and got to his feet. “Later, gentlemen. And drinks are on me tonight.”

“Thanks for the heads-up,” V said.

“I’m such a model f*cking citizen, aren’t I?” Rehv sauntered down to his office and shut himself away.

Butch shook his head. “So the Reverend’s got a chippie, huh?”

V grunted. “Pity that female.”

“For real.” As Butch’s stare drifted, he tensed up. That hard-ass female with the men’s haircut still had her eyes on him in the shadows.

“Did you do her, cop?” V asked softly.

“Who.” He kicked the tail end of the shot.

“You know exactly who I’m asking about.”

“None of your biz, roommate.”



As Marissa waited for Rehvenge’s voice to come back on the line, she wondered where he was. There was a din coming over the connection—music, voices. A party?

The noise cut off sharply, as if he’d closed a door. “Tahlly, where are you? Or did Havers get his phones really encrypted?”

“I’m not at home.”

Silence. Then, “Are you where I think you are? Are you with the Brotherhood?”

“How did you know?”

He muttered something, then said, “Only one number on the planet this phone can’t trace, and it’s where my sister calls me from. Now you’re pulling the same no-show thing for an I.D. What the hell’s going on?”

She glossed over the situation, telling him only that she and Havers had argued and she’d needed somewhere to stay.

Rehv cursed. “You should have called me first. I want to take care of you.”

“It’s complicated. Your mother—”

“You don’t worry about her.” Rehv’s voice smoothed out into a purr. “Come stay with me, tahlly. All you have to do is materialize to the penthouse and I’ll have you picked up.”

“Thank you, but no. I’m only going to be here long enough to get settled somewhere else.”

“Settled somewhere—what the hell? This stuff with your brother is permanent?”

“It’ll be fine. Listen, Rehvenge, I…need you. I need to try again to…” She put her head in her hand. She hated using him, but who else could she go to? And Butch…God, Butch…she felt like she was betraying him. Except what was her alternative?

Rehvenge growled, “When, tahlly? When do you want me?”

“Now.”

“Just go to—ah, hell, I’ve got to meet the Princeps leahdyre. And then I’ve got some work-related issues I have to take care of.”

She gripped the phone. Waiting was bad. “Tomorrow, then?”

“At nightfall. Unless you want to come and stay at my home. Then we could have…all day long.”

“I’ll see you first thing tomorrow evening.”

“I can’t wait, tahlly.”

After she hung up, she stretched out on the bed and sank into utter exhaustion, her body becoming indistinguishable from the sheets and blankets and pillows, just another inanimate object on top of the mattress.

Oh, hell…maybe waiting until tomorrow was better. She could rest up then talk to Butch and let him know what was going on. As long as she wasn’t sexually charged, she should be able to control herself around him and this was one conversation that was better to have in person: If humans who were in love were anything like bonded male vampires, Butch wasn’t going to handle the fact that she needed to be with someone else well.