Warrior (Relentless #4)(221)

Sara gave me a pleading look.

“Geoffrey, let’s talk in the kitchen so we don’t disturb the girl,” I said.

“We can go downstairs if you don’t want to be overheard.”

“The kitchen will do.” I wasn’t letting Sara out of my sight. I didn’t care if this place was crawling with warriors.

“What just happened?” Geoffrey asked when we entered the kitchen. “I feel like I just watched a Copperfield show. I’m not sure what to believe.”

“You just watched a vampire become human again.”

“But –”

“I know what you’re going to say. I didn’t believe it myself the first time I saw it.”

His mouth fell open. “You’ve seen this before?”

I stood so I could see Sara sitting on the foot of the loveseat. “This is the second time it’s happened. The first was in November at Westhorne.”

“How? How does she do it? Is she even a Mohiri?”

I watched Chris walk over to talk to Sara.

“Sara is half Mohiri and half Fae.”

He shook his head. “That’s impossible. Fae and demons don’t mix. There’s no way one of us could be with a faerie even if we wanted to.”

I exhaled slowly. Then I explained how Sara’s ancestor was undine and all of the descendants had been male until Sara. Sara’s father had been a human, making him fully compatible with Madeline.

I gave him a brief overview of Sara’s power, what had happened to Nate, and how Sara had made her uncle human again.

To his credit, Geoffrey managed to keep his questions to a minimum, although it was clear he was bursting with curiosity.

“This…is just incredible. Think of what it could mean for us. Sara could –”

“No. You saw how it knocked her out. Last time she was out for two days, and we didn’t know if she was going to wake up at all.”

I had a feeling Sara would disagree with me, and that this wouldn’t be her last vampire healing. She cared too much about people to not want to help them if she could. I also had a feeling she and I were going to be having long discussions about it.

“So what will you do with her? The vampire…I mean, girl?”

Sara looked over at me and smiled. She seemed tired but otherwise okay. We should be on our flight to Boise by now. But there was no way Sara would leave until we knew what shape the girl was in, and we figured out what to do with her.

“We’ll watch her tonight and see where we are tomorrow. I guess that means we’ll be your guests for a few more hours.”

“No problem. It looks like we’re just about ready to head over to the Henderson safe house.”

We went back to the living room. “How is she?” I asked Sara.

“Still asleep.”

Geoffrey studied the sleeping girl. “Do you think she’ll be able to talk to us when she wakes up?”

“I have no idea,” Sara replied softly.

“We’ll have to question her,” he persisted. “There’s no telling what information she can give us about the attack tonight.”

He had a point. I could only imagine what this girl could tell us after being a vampire for decades. That was, if she could talk at all.

Sara pressed her lips together. “I can tell you that your warriors were followed here from a casino two days ago. The vampires had no idea the rest of us would be here when they attacked this place.”

Geoffrey sucked in a sharp breath. “She told you that?”

Sara hesitated before answering. “Yes. That’s all she said.”

“Son of a bitch.” He called to Evan. “Evan, weren’t you guys at the Mirage two days ago?”

Evan frowned. “No, that was Tyler’s team. Why?”

Geoffrey swore loudly, something he rarely did. “Sorry for that,” he said to Sara. “I need to contact Tyler. His team is out on a job right now. Excuse me.”

As soon as he stalked off, Sara said, “I think we should move her somewhere quieter. She’ll be scared if she wakes up and sees all these strange people.”

I nodded. “We’ll take her to the new safe house. You need to rest, too.”

She smothered a yawn. “We all do.”

Thirty minutes later, we piled into the crowded SUVs and made the short drive to the other safe house. The house was slightly larger than the one we’d left, which was good considering how many of us were staying there. Tyler’s team, who lived at the house, offered to give up some of their rooms for Sara, Jordan, and the girl whose name we didn’t know yet.

Chris carried the girl during the ride over, and he laid her on the bed in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Sara refused to leave her, until I sent Jordan to kick her out of the room with orders to get some sleep.

It was after three in the morning when I went upstairs to check on Sara. I found her asleep in the room next to the one the girl was in. When I reached for the comforter to cover her up, she woke and pulled me down to her.

“Stay,” she murmured sleepily.

I kicked off my shoes and lay beside her, pulling the comforter over us. In moments, she was sound asleep again with an arm around my waist and a leg thrown across my thighs.

Smiling, I closed my eyes to get in a few hours of much-needed sleep.