The Dawning : A BWWM Paranormal Romance (The Brotherhood #2)
At Nadia's request Jameson, a member of The Brethren, is forced to care for a young woman, a woman that the demon hunters are very much interested in. Her powers know no bounds, and could make or break The Brethren. In a tale of love and alliance, Jameson must find out who is this woman, and what exactly makes her so special.
Jameson rolled his eyes and quickly bent to the task of putting pressure on the wound to ease the bleeding. The woman's skin was caramel and slowly growing colder. He stared at her lifeless face and frowned at the gnawing feeling in the pit of his stomach. Her round face was accentuated by her wavy brown-red hair. Thin but straight eyebrows highlighted the pale green eyes he remembered and they led to an impossibly straight nose. Full brown pinkish lips were slightly down-turned.
"Is she all right?"
Jameson looked up and connected eyes with his brother though the rearview mirror. "She'll be better after you heal her."
"I just bet she will," Liam grumbled, "Shit, there's blood on my sweater."
"It's just a sweater."
"No, it's not just a sweater. It's my new Armani sweater." Normally Liam wouldn't care about something so trivial, but he'd really liked that sweater.
"Liam, stop bitching and get us back to the manor." Jameson shook his head as he looked out the window. The empty streets seemed eerie, dead and unmoving. What was going on out there?
The woman's sharp gasp for breath had Jameson looking down at her. Her eyes flickered for a moment before they closed and he frowned at the flush that visibly took over her skin even in the dark cabin of the car. He pulled his hand from her wound when he felt it shift. "Holy shit."
"What?" Lam looked at his brother through the mirror once more and noticed the shock. "What's happening? Do I need to pull over?"
"No." Jameson glanced up as he said, "She has your ability."
"She's healing herself." Even as he spoke, he watched the tiny tooth marks on her neck close on their own. "No wonder Nadia sent us to find her."
"And it saves my car," Liam added as he continued to drive. He remained silent, unsure of what was going on. "You sure we should take her to the manor?"
Jameson nodded as he said, "Based on what those Mordecai were saying, she wasn't meant to be dinner. Somebody wants her. And until we figure out who and why, we can't leave her alone, especially since Nadia's gone." He looked down at the sleeping woman in his arms, confused; not only because of the interest the demons had in her, but because of the dull sensation in the pit of his stomach. He'd never had such a feeling before. Had he been human, he would have simply called it a case of indigestion. As part of The Brethren, he was immune to sickness. There was only one explanation for the sudden feeling.
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