Free Shatter - Sins of the Sidhe by Briana Michaels

If he didn’t see it then it was already gone and soon so would she.
     
    “Don’t lie to me woman. I’ve told you before I will not tolerate a liar.”
     
    Annoyed she’d been caught, and eager to get out of there, she confessed. “It was a shadow in the curtain. It was all black with red eyes. It tried to grab me but missed. I wasn’t expecting it and panicked. Sorry.” There. That was the truth and he can stuff it up is broody ass. Adam wasn’t the only one that could be in a shitty mood.
     
    He grabbed her hand and all but pulled her down the stairs and out of the house. She quickly grabbed her purse from under the porch and then hopped in the car that was already running. The drive back to the manor was done in silent anger and annoyance. Ro sat with arms crossed over her body and stared out the window. It was now dark.
     
    “Has a shadow ever tried to hurt you before?”
     
    “Not that I know of, no. I mean, they’ve come close to me or at least sit on my bed. Sometimes I think they are screaming in my face but I don’t hear any noise. But most of the time they just sit and stare at me. None of them have ever lashed out like that before.” Still staring out the window, she pulled out her pendant and started to twist it around its cord. Rowan couldn’t help but feel like a damn target. It was pissing her off big time.
     
    Adam’s thoughts raced through his head while they maneuvered the streets like they were in a high speed chase. The faster they got back to the house, behind the protected walls and property, the better off Adam would feel. The incident at Rowan’s house had him worried and her observation was interesting, and not in their favor. The shadows were growing more vicious, which meant that Lorcan was gaining power.
     
    They pulled up the driveway and into the garage. Rowan let herself out of the car and Adam grabbed her bag from the backseat. Walking into the house, they were greeted with an amazing smell coming from the kitchen. Nora the Brownie must be at it again. Rowan expected to see Devlin in the living room or kitchen, but she couldn’t find him anywhere. Guess he was off doing whatever he needed to do. Why she expected him to be there waiting for her to show up she hadn’t a clue.
     
    Rowan threw her bag into the bedroom Adam said would be hers for now and sat on the bed alone. It was the same bedroom she’d been in earlier. The room was beautiful, spacious, and colorful. It reminded her of her studio. Great, she was already feeling homesick and it hadn’t even been an hour. Ro leaned back on the plush pillows all perfectly positioned on the bed. The bedspread was a beautiful mossy green color. The headboard and footboard had trinity knots and vines twining together carved up and around every inch of the dark wood. The ceiling was high and painted like the sky and the walls were a soft white with gorgeous prints of brightly colored flowers and landscapes. There was a dresser on the far side of the room that had three big white pillar candles and a jar of dried herbs that smelled like home to Rowan. There was a mirror with carvings that matched the bed, a white chair sat in the corner, and three large windows were lined with flower pots holding different shades of flowers and new buds ready to bloom. There was a small stand next to the bed which had a lamp shaped like a tree branch and a bowl of fresh lavender buds. This was her kind of room, happy and peaceful.
     
    Ro looked down at her hands and thought about what all had happened today. It had been a long day, and thinking back to how it started with her nightmare, Rowan was convinced this very well might be as good as it gets for a while. She lingered in the memory of her dream and her friend Charlie. “Help me” his voice still echoed in her head and made her shiver. It wasn’t just a dream, Ro knew that much. But what it meant she hadn’t a clue. The worst of it was she was quite certain that the dream was very