Free Gideon [The Marujan Brothers Series] Book Two by Hannah-Lee Hitchman Page B

Half-Marujan...and half-something else. I
could figure it out at the time. Maybe I hadn't thought it to be
possible. But now...now I'm certain."
"My lord, is something wrong with my daughter?"
Hadaen massaged his temples and groaned lowly. It pained him to say
it. He knew it would have. But he had to. "Noble Rally, your
daughter may be Marujan but she has Kankul blood rushing through
her veins as well."
For a moment, the nobleman just sat there, eyes wide in disbelief.
Hadaen took the time to pour himself…and the man another glass of
brandy while he got over his moment of shock. If Sienna did indeed
have Kankul blood running through her veins—and Hadaen was quite
certain of that—then she can unknowingly be very dangerous.
Especially in The Hub. What Hadaen could not figure was how Kankul
blood had meshed with her own in the first place? It had took him a
lot of time to even figure out what that bad energy around her had
been…years, even. He had even considered the blood mixing and had
come up with only two possible causes: a blood donation from a
Kankul person to her…or a blood mating. He could not think of a
reason for Sienna needing blood for if she had been in a near fatal
situation, he would have read it in her memory three years ago. But
the blood mating was possible. Too possible. It would mean that
Sienna had completed her true initiation with a Kankul man….a man
that she was in love with, and he in love with her.
The thought of it deeply disturbed Hadaen; to the point where he
wanted to go find Sienna himself and crucify her for breaking one
of Maruj’s greatest laws. But he wouldn’t. The last thing he needed
was to scare her in the opposite direction before he got her back
to Maruj…and allowed the priests to purge her.
The scraping of the chair drew Hadaen from dense thinking. He
watched Noble Rally pace the room slowly before turning a
blistering gaze on him. “I suggest we go find my daughter.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Ten
     
    C rouched in position behind the
trunk of a thick tree, Gideon slowly scanned the surrounding area.
He could see the early colors of dusk stretching their way across
the thinly clouded sky. Malakai Baamel had made it clear on
multiple occasions that they were to be completely alert in the
tiny strip of woodland at the northern border. Although the mystery
within the man's tone had caused Gideon a bit of skepticism, he had
also chosen to ignore him and focus instead on contacting Faolan.
His brother's response had been reassuring...however it did seem
Faolan would not be joining him anytime soon. Of course, Gideon had
left out the detail of him traveling with the Kankul soldier...or
else he was sure his brother would have reached him
immediately. 
Glancing to his left, he shot a withering look at Malakai before
following the man's gaze to the current interest of both their
thoughts: the tiny strip of woodland. 
"Have you gotten anything yet?" Gideon asked in a low
voice. 
"No. I can't seem to make contact with Deorci's energy at all. It
would seem he's quite some distance away." Malakai then blew out a
whistle. "He's done a good job at covering his ass... For
now.”
    "So what now? Sunrise is a
good couple hours away. I do remember you mentioning—"
"Yeah, yeah. I remember," he gave, tone thoroughly mocking. "Right
now, we move forward--and only forward--through the woods. Speed
would be a good suggestion as well."
Gideon raised a skeptical brow. "Why forward?" 
Malakai cracked a devilish grin. "It's procedure."
Moving into a small walk, Gideon pierced the man with his glare,
confident he had not missed the fury in his eyes. "Don't be trying
anything stupid, Kankul."
Swiftly gathering back his wits, Gideon scanned the entrance to the
woodland one more time before breaking into the dense cave of
trees. It was quiet. Too quiet, as a matter of a fact. He could
feel Malakai's energy bearing down on his back like a