Free Richard: Blood Brotherhood – Erotic Paranormal Dark Fantasy Romance by Kathi S. Barton Page B

Instead, she leaned back against the wall behind her and tried to think. Hunter continued as if she’d not just given her an order. “Her mate is a very powerful man. He has been touched by the queen. She had picked him for Ryiah long before you killed his family.”
    “Richard James.” Hunter smiled. “No. He is my mate. I will not have it. This was not in my plans, and I won’t have you messing with them. Not to mention, had the queen picked him for my sister, I would have been informed of it. Someone would have told me.”
    “No, we would not have. It was fun having you believe that you were unable to kill him. You could not, but it was entertaining watching you think it was because he belonged to you. When all the time, your entire career of trying to end the James family for a thing that you did to yourself.... Well, it’s given all of us a great laugh over the years.” Lucia stood up, but the faerie did not move. “You can try to kill me, Lucia, but it won’t work. I am no longer yours but belong to the true leader of our kind. Ryiah should have been the war queen long ago.”
    “We’ll see about this.” She went to the doorway and called to her guard. When no one came, not even her servants when she called for them, she turned back to Hunter. “They’re out of the castle, I suppose. Trying to figure out why there is no magic around us to protect all that I own.”
    “You go on thinking that. But if I were you, I’d be trying to think of how to beg for mercy from Ryiah. She is not going to be happy to find out that you have lied to her over her lifetime, or to think of all the suffering she had to endure at your hand. Just to name a few, you put her in a dungeon for over two decades. Then you forced her hand when it came to protecting you from the Gathering. Not once, but several times. And know this…when they find out what you did to her, they won’t be angry at her, but you. You did this all to yourself, and now you have to pay the price for it.” Lucia did remember that. And a great deal more things she’d done and said to her sister. In that moment, she was suddenly afraid of Ryiah. “I would be as well should I have the list of things against me that you have.”
    “She’s my sister. She cannot harm me.” Hunter said nothing. “You know this as well as I. She cannot harm me any more than I could have her. And I did try.”
    “So you did. But you are forgetting that you harmed her by lies and deceit. You gained by harming her. You profited off her blood. And you did this with the full knowledge that she was greater than you.” Hunter flew off the bed and moved out her chamber door. “I only came by to tell you that she shall not be returning. None of us will, as a matter of fact. Ryiah won’t, at least not in the capacity that she had been before. All that you own is hers now, and rightfully so. So with that being said, I will take my leave of you. Goodbye, Lucia. I would like to say it has been a pleasure, but it hasn’t. You’re a mean, spiteful faerie that is going to get all you deserve.”
    After she was gone, Lucia tried to think. If Ryiah had her power, of which there was no doubt of that now, then she could easily destroy her. Not just kill—that would be too easy—but to literally destroy her, make her suffer in ways that would last lifetimes. She would also command the faeries. Lucia had figured out over the years that not only were they small, but they were vicious as well when they felt they’d been slighted in some way. And the pain they would inflict would be more than anyone had ever felt before. She knew as surely as she was standing there that they’d be particularly horrible to her. All because she told Ryiah a few lies and seen that a few of the faeries were killed.
    As she moved through the house to find someone to help her, she noticed the changes. Gone was the chair that she’d spent so much time in. Now it was only the plastic one that she’d formed it