Chapter 493
Love,
Hannah and Ra
I looked up at my daughter stunned. The men were in my head. They had been walking, but stopped as the words from the letter flowed through the bond. I wasn’t crazy.
“Say the devotional and burn it, Mama,” Hannah said pointedly.
Nu-reeh could not see this simple piece of paper. It would endanger Hannah’s very life I feared. I threw the message into the middle of the fire pit and didn’t breath until it was burned away.
“The devotional, Mama, don’t forget,” Hannah reminded pointedly.
This was a game to Hannah and Ra, one they were winning. I could not be the weakest link. In whispered English I recited the pledge of allegiance to the flag. It was the only thing I could think to say. I saw Hannah fighting not to Laugh.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Hannah hugged me and so did Ra. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.
“Tell Daddy I Love him,” Hannah said as she headed out the door. ” be through here as we travel. I Love you, Mama.”
I roused from my stunned state to call out my Love for both girls, just before their wings disappeared.
I walked slowly back to Rose and Fuji on the other side of the pool, who both Looked relieved.
“Are you sure,” Rose asked hesitantly, “that is your daughter?” I laughed hard. I couldn’t help it. This day was so bizarre.
“Yes, that is my daughter and her Sister,” I assured them squeezing Rose’s hand.
Fuji spoke confidently. She told me Hannah resembled me in bone structure. Beneath the fur she could see her human features.
It was nearly impossible to pay attention to Fuji’s commentary. The men were coming this way and they were shocked. The closer they got the louder their internal conversation was.
Ciara had not been wrong or delusional. Nu-reeh could control them. How dare she do that! This bond, this family, belonged to them not her.
My men marched into our area with fire in their eyes. I’d gotten used to the Lines on their skin, usually it was just a subtle variation. Now it was easy to see they were darker and more pronounced. They were furious. I had never seen them this quite this angry before.
I stood and faced them feeling the aggression pouring into me. It concerned me on several levels. Before the desire to start striking something took over, I thought quickly.
Hannah must think we were being watched. If the men acted odd, Nu-reeh may not let her visit. Since we wanted to continue to get the information Hannah provided, we should calm down.
The men were masters of control. They’d trained their whole lives to use their emotions to strengthen and not weaken them. The shift was nearly instantaneous. We weren‘t angry anymore, we were in charge of ourselves.
“Come, Ciara,” Damien said, “walk with us. We…missed you and did not finish what we intended to do.”
I heard Rose beside me. How sweet and loving Damien sounded. She sighed and patted my arm.