Brides of the Kindred Volume One: Books 1-4

by Evangeline Anderson

  Xairn’s red-on-black eyes flashed crimson. “Of course she is! Do you think me some kind of a monster?”

  “Actually, we do,” Deep said. “We know exactly how you Scourge treat your females.”

  Xairn lifted his chin. “Not me. I have never touched a female in anger—this I swear.”

  “What about lust?” Deep raised an eyebrow. “Ever touched a female that way?”

  Xairn looked suddenly ill at ease. “I…do not act on those emotions. I do not engage in the practices of my father and the rest of my people.”

  “We’ll believe it when we see it.” Deep’s black eyes narrowed. “Where is Lauren now?”

  Xairn bristled. “Someplace safe.”

  “Can we see her?” Kat asked. “I mean, can I see her? I’m no threat,” she went on softly, meeting his strange, burning eyes. “And I think if we could hear from Lauren herself that you haven’t hurt her, it would make it a lot easier for us to trust you.”

  Xairn looked at her appraisingly. “I suppose it couldn’t hurt to let another female speak to Lauren. But I will not tolerate another male near her.” He glared at Deep and Lock and then nodded at Kat. “Come with me.”

  She stepped forward to meet him, only to feel an iron grip locked around her upper arm. “Like hell, she will.” Deep pulled her back behind him.

  “Deep!” she protested angrily but he ignored her.

  “We feel the same way about Kat that you do about Lauren,” he told Xairn, his voice a low growl. “If she goes, we go. It’s as simple as that.”

  Xairn frowned. “I suppose that is fair. But do not attempt to take Lauren from me. I have sworn that I will see her safely back to her planet but until then, I refuse to give her up to anyone.”

  “Even your father?” Lock said softly.

  Xairn’s eyes flashed crimson and his hands clenched into massive fists. “Especially him. Why do you think I need your help? He has four massive vat-grown guards with him. If they should catch us leaving I could only defend Lauren until I died. After that my father…” He shook his head. “I will not speak of it.”

  “Come on.” Kat shook free of Deep’s grip and gave him a glare which he returned with a blank expression. “Let’s go.”

  It took a little maneuvering as to who was going to go first and who would have what weapon pointed at whom, but finally they entered the set of double metal doors at the end of the lab and found themselves in a long hallway made up of several glassed in rooms on either side.

  Huddled in one of the rooms, wrapped in a long black cloak, was a beautiful girl with creamy mocha skin and striking amber eyes. Kat recognized her at once from the pictures Sophie and Liv had showed her.

  “Lauren!” She ran to the glass wall of the room at once. “It’s really you!”

  Hesitantly, the girl came forward. “Do I know you?” Her voice was muffled but understandable through the thick glass.

  “No, but I know you. Or I know of you, anyway.” Kat turned to Xairn. “Please let me in to talk to her. I’m not armed—you can pat me down if you want.”

  “No, he can’t!” Deep’s black eyes flashed possessively. “He won’t touch you or I swear to the Goddess—”

  “I will take her word that she isn’t armed,” Xairn interrupted coolly. “And I will allow her into the cell with Lauren. She has been missing human companionship. Perhaps seeing another of her kind will make her feel better.”

  “Thank you.” Kat stood by impatiently while he opened the door to the cell and then stepped in at once. “Lauren,” she said gently, taking a step forward and extending her hand. “It’s all right—I’m a friend.”

  “I just can’t believe…after all this time…” Lauren stepped forward slowly. Hesitantly, she took Kat’s offered hand. “Are you real?” she whispered, squeezing her fingers. “Are you really real?”

  Kat smiled at her. “Last time I looked I was. Large as life and twice as natural.”

  Tears began to stream down Lauren’s face. “I’m sorry,” she sobbed, blotting her eyes on the black cloak she wore. “I just…I just…”

  “Hey, it’s all right. It’s okay.” Impulsively, Kat pulled her in for a hug. Lauren trembled and cried against her and Kat didn’t blame her a bit. God only knows what this poor girl has been through. Finally the sobs slowed and then tapered off to sniffs and hiccups.

  “S-sorry,” Lauren said, pulling away. “Didn’t mean to cry all over you.”

  “It’s fine,” Kat assured her. “I’m sure if our positions were reversed I would have done the same thing. I’m Kat, by the way. I’m a friend of your cousins, Olivia and Sophia Waterhouse.”

  Lauren frowned. “Who? I don’t have any cousins.”

  “Yes, you do. Your mom tracked them down and didn’t want to tell you until she was sure they wanted to do the whole family reunion thing. And they do, by the way—they can’t wait to meet you.”

  Lauren looked dazed. “Wow…I don’t know what to say—I’ve always wished I had more family. I’d love to meet them too. I’d love to meet anyone on Earth right now.”

  “Oh, they’re not on Earth—they’re on the Mother ship. Both of them are mated to Kindred warriors,” Kat explained.

  Lauren’s amber eyes flickered to Deep and Lock, standing on either side of Xairn outside the glass cell. “And you are too? Is one of those guys your husband…uh, mate?”

  Kat felt a pang of sorrow but she pushed it away and gave Lauren a smile. “Nah. Well—we do have a kind of connection but it’s not complete. And we’re going to get rid of it.” She eyed Deep. “Irreconcilable differences, you know?”

  “I’m sorry to hear that,” Lauren murmured.

  “What about you?” Kat asked, trying to phrase the question delicately. “How has, uh, Xairn been treating you? All right?”

  “He’s been a perfect gentleman,” Lauren said quietly. “I know what you’re probably thinking about why they took me and it’s partly true. The AllFather wants to…wants to…” She shook her head. “I can’t think about what he wants to do. It’s too awful. But Xairn has promised to protect me from him and take me home.”

  “Do you believe he really will?” Kat asked in a low voice she was pretty certain couldn’t be heard through the thick glass. “Look, it’s okay—you can tell me the truth. The guys I’m with are armed—we’ll keep you safe.”

  Lauren got a stubborn look in her amber eyes. “I know how it must sound—like I have the worst case of Stockholm syndrome in history. But honestly, Xairn has never hurt me and I do trust him. He’s very repressed—I mean, wouldn’t you be if you had his father for a dad? And I get the idea he went through some pretty bad things in his childhood, though he won’t talk about it much.”

  Kat nodded noncommittally. “Sounds like he has major issues.”

  “He does. Seriously though, he’s one of the good guys. Even though he’s one of the bad guys—if you know what I mean.”

  Searching her eyes once more, Kat and found nothing there but sincerity. She nodded. “Yeah, I know. But this whole idea of him taking you home…don’t you think it would be better if you came with us instead? We’re going straight back to the Mother ship and from there it’s a hop, skip, and a jump to Earth.”

  Lauren bit her lip. “Probably… But I don’t exactly know how…”

  “How to talk to him about it? Leave it to me.” Kat put an arm around her shoulders. “Right now, we’ve got to get out of here before we can start dividing up the carpool. Come on.”

  “Okay.” Lauren nodded.

  “Good.” Kat turned and rapped briefly on the glass. Xairn opened the door and she and Lauren stepped out. “Hey, guys, it’s okay. He’s all right,” she said, nodding at the big Scourge. “Lauren says he’s a perfect gentleman.”

  “I am a what?” A look of incomprehension creased Xairn’s stern features.

  “It means you’ve never taken advantage of her,” Kat said tactfully. “Or hurt her.”

  “Of course I haven’t.” Xairn
lifted his chin. “I would rather die.”

  Deep gave him an appraising look. “You sound like one of us—a Kindred warrior. We also would rather die than hurt our females.”

  “Physically or emotionally?” Kat gave him a penetrating look.

  “We have no time for bickering,” Xairn reminded them sternly. “We must leave this place quickly, while my father is still in his Souda. I was going to take one of the abandoned ships from the battlefield and return Lauren to Earth. But now…” His red-on-black eyes flickered over Kat, who still had her arm around the shivering Lauren. “Perhaps…perhaps you should take her with you.”

  Deep raised an eyebrow. “I thought you didn’t trust her with another male.”

  Xairn’s eyes flashed crimson. “I don’t. But I see now that she needs the comfort of her own kind. And…” He looked at Deep and Lock and back at Kat again. “No matter what you say, I do not believe the two of you have any interest in another female besides your companion.”

  “You’re right about that,” Lock said quietly. “We have no interest in Lauren—although we will swear to protect her.”

  “She has kin aboard our Mother ship,” Deep said. “We’ll see that she gets there safely and is reunited with her family.”

  Xairn nodded. “Then she shall go with you. Come.” He turned to lead the way out but Lauren called his name.

  “Xairn, please,” she said softly.

  “Yes?” He turned to face her.

  “What about you? Will you…come with us?”

  His rough voice gentled. “No, Lauren. I cannot.”

  “But why? What are you going to do?”

  “Take a ship and get as far from my father as possible.” He jerked his head in the direction of the doors. “Come. Time is running out. My father will not remain in his Souda much longer. And if he finds us, none of us will get anywhere.”

  “True enough,” Deep growled. “Let’s quit this place. We can come back later when it’s deserted again.”

  “Or not at all,” Lock muttered.

  Kat felt a great surge of relief. We’re leaving. We’re not going to do it. Not going to cut the bond! Up until that moment, she hadn’t realized how very much she didn’t want to be separated from Lock and Deep. She had forced herself to think it was all right because it was so clearly what Deep wanted. But now that it was no longer an option, she couldn’t help hoping that he could be made to see reason. That he could learn to care for her as Lock did and the three of them could be happy together.

  Stupid, whispered a little voice in her head. You can’t change how he feels. You need to give up that idea right now because there’s no way it’s going to work. But despite the negative self-talk, Kat couldn’t help the hope that bloomed in her heart. She kept feeling that there was something about Deep—something standing in his way. And if she could just find that last barrier and remove it, maybe—

  “Well, well, how very fortuitousss…it ssseems we have visitorsss.”

  The soft hissing voice froze all of them in their tracks. Kat turned her head slowly, dreading what she was about to see but completely unable to help looking.

  It was the AllFather—or the outline looked like him, anyway—encased in a huge, slimy, blackish-red bubble of blood. And he was surrounded by four of the hugest creatures Kat had ever seen—no doubt the vat-grown soldiers Xairn had mentioned.

  Kat couldn’t be sure, but she thought the AllFather might be smiling—or maybe it was just his eyes glowing with eagerness and greed as he looked them over.

  Oh my God, we waited too long. He’s here and now we’re trapped—what the hell are we going to do?

  Thirty-Two

  Xairn felt like the marrow in the center of his bones had suddenly frozen. How could he miss his father’s entrance so completely? And how much had the AllFather heard of what they were saying?

  “Ssso the Complex is sssecure, is it?” his father demanded, drifting closer in the glistening dravex.

  “It’s about to be.” Praying the Kindred warriors would understand, Xairn waved his shocker menacingly and growled, “I told you to hand me your weapons and keep your hands where I can see them.”

  Deep and Lock exchanged a look and then both of them handed over their blazers and spread their hands, palm up. “No need to get nasty,” Deep said. “We were just leaving.”

  “But now you will be ssstaying, yesss?” The AllFather glided forward, his eyes gleaming with hungry glee. “Of course, it begsss the question—why are you here in the first place, Warrior?”

  “They came to find Lauren,” Xairn said, still keeping his shocker trained on the two Kindred. He hoped they would trust him. If they all stayed calm and kept their heads, they might still get out of here alive.

  “And they have found her, haven’t they, my sssweet?” The red-black bubble floated over to Lauren who shivered and tightened her grip on Kat. “Sssoon,” the AllFather hissed at her. “Sssoon I will have you, my lovely. And you will bear me many, many daughtersss. And I ssshall have them too—until the entire Ssscourge race is replenished, ssstronger than we ever were before.”

  Xairn wanted to kill him—to break through the fragile, glistening shell of the dravik and wring his neck, but he held himself in check grimly. Once released from the bubble of blood and power, his father would be a much greater threat. As it was, all he could do was issue orders for his rather stupid vat-grown guards to carry out. But if the bubble burst…Well, Xairn just hoped it wouldn’t until they were well clear of the Complex and on their way into space. In the mean time, he waited to see what his father would do next.

  The AllFather drifted closer to Lauren and Kat. “Ssso beautiful,” he hissed, looking hungrily at Lauren. The sense of dread and horror in the room was almost palpable—the AllFather carried it with him wherever he went like a nauseating scent that permeated everything. Xairn could see that it affected both the human women but neither of them cried or panicked. Instead, Kat raised her chin and looked his father squarely in the eyes.

  “Leave her alone.”

  “Ah, thisss one hasss ssspirit.” Skeletal hands reached out from behind the bubble and Xairn knew if the wall of the dravik had not been in the way, his father would have caressed Kat’s cheek with his scabrous fingers.

  Kat seemed to know it too because she flinched back, ever so slightly, but never broke eye contact. “You’re a sick, crazy bastard and you need to step back before I pop that weird blood balloon thingy you’re floating around in and you go down like a ton of bricks.”

  The sense of gleeful lust radiating from the AllFather shifted subtly to irritation. “A bit too much ssspirit, it seemsss. And which of these is your mate?” He looked at Deep and Lock—both of whom were poised for a fight. Xairn knew that if his father came even an inch nearer their human female, they would spring and all would be lost.

  “They both are,” he said, moving subtly to put himself between the AllFather and Kat, while still keeping his weapon trained on the Kindred. “I believe they are Twin Kindred.”

  “Isss thisss ssso?” The AllFather looked at Deep who nodded shortly.

  “It is. Which means both of us are ready to kill you if you so much as lay a finger on her.”

  The bubble glided backward and Xairn breathed an inaudible sigh of relief. “I will not touch her,” the AllFather said, still staring at Deep. “But you will not, either. Ever again, my brave warriorsss.”

  “What do you mean?” Lock asked.

  “You ssshall sssee.” The AllFather nodded at Xairn. “Take them to the cutting lab and prepare the psychic-knife. And bring the girl.” He nodded at Lauren. “Ssshe ssshall watch as their bondsss are sssundered.”

  Xairn nodded shortly. “Very well.” He looped an arm around Kat’s neck and waved his weapon at the warriors. “Do as my father says or your female will pay the price.”

  Deep’s hands curled into fists and the pupils of his black eyes turned red. “Take your hands off her! Now.”

  “I’ll rel
ease her when you do as you’re told.” Xairn kept his voice steady and hoped the dark twin would understand. “I believe I know what my father has in mind—you and your female are going to be taking a turn in the psychic-knife.”

  Lock touched his brother’s arm. “Be calm,” he murmured. “He won’t hurt her as long as we do as he says.”

  “Indeed.” The AllFather nodded within the dravik. “Listen to your twin and behave yourself, warrior. I may even let the three of you go once your bondsss are cut. The thought of having my own bride to breed makesss me feel almossst merciful.”

  Xairn was sure the two Kindred would have fought to the death for their female—it was the Kindred way. His way too, he thought, looking at Lauren who was standing beside him shivering. But since a trip inside the psychic-knife was what they had come for in the first place, he was fairly certain they would play along. Up to a point. It was going to be up to Xairn to gauge when they should make their move—he only hoped they could do it before the slimy bubble of the dravik around the Allfather burst, releasing him in a state of supreme mental power.

  “My guardsss and I will retire to the viewing area beside the lab.” His father’s hissing voice broke into his frantic train of thought. “The girl will come with usss. Alpha—take her.”

  “That is not necessary.” Xairn struggled to keep his voice even as the huge vat-grown guard took Lauren’s slim shoulders in its huge hands. Gods, just seeing another male touching her was enough to send him over the edge! But he had to stay calm. “I have the situation in hand, Father. I do not need help.”

  “Of course you do, my ssson.” The AllFather’s red eyes gleamed evilly. “And even if you do not, I feel better with the girl in my own cussstody. Alpha, come.”

  Lauren threw a pleading glance over her shoulder as the huge guard marched her away. Xairn could do nothing but watch her go. The muscle in the side of his jaw clenched so hard he could feel his teeth grinding together and his grip on the shocker tightened until he was sure he was leaving fingerprints in the metal itself. He couldn’t even say anything to reassure her—though the AllFather had turned his back and was gliding into the cutting lab, he was still within earshot. Xairn felt like he was being torn in two as he watched her go but he nodded at Lauren as reassuringly as he could.