Page 44 of Fae Divided
No, it wasn’t. Samuel’s Ca’anam was a Rip Walker, the only known in existence. And Daimhín needed her exceptional ability to complete his plans. It wasn’t a matter ofifhe would attempt to abduct Abby again—butwhen.
“Yes, I know.” Abby had confided in Sarah two days ago, trusting her new sister with the secrets of her race and a previous life spent either under the human government-backed Facility’s thumb or alone on the run. “How can I help?”
Samuel reached into his pocket, retrieved a folded sheet of glossy paper, and offered it to Sarah. His cheeks turned ruddy.
Was his big, bad, brother-in-law…blushing?
Sarah spread out the page, eyes narrowing. “Where’d you get this?”
“Found it in the trash yesterday.”
“Exclusive boutique with only in-store purchases and no returns,” she said, scanning the creased page.
Samuel nodded.
“And expensive.”
Another jerk of his chin.
Noah looked over his mother’s shoulder. “It’s a dress.”
“It’s notjusta dress,” she said with a dose of feminine exasperation. “It’s a wedding gown.”
“Abby insisted that ordering one online for the ceremony would be…” He grunted. “Fine.”
“Fine?” Sarah frowned.
James had been mated long enough to know that when females saidfine—it was usually anything but.
“Will you go?”
“Absolutely.”
“But Abby told him she didn’t mind—”
“Seriously, son?” Sarah flipped the page around to reveal a picture of a model in an ivory gown. It hugged the slender woman from bust to knees before exploding to the floor in poofy layers of lace. Abby had drawn hearts in red marker around the dress, jottingPerfect!andLove it!in the margins. A phone number with a Nashville area code was scribbled at the bottom of the ad, followed by a trio of dollar signs and a sad face.
“How will she even walk in that thing?” Noah asked.
James had wondered the same, but unlike his son, knew to keep the perfectly legitimate question to himself.
Sarah rolled her eyes. “I’ll call and have them hold her size. That small of a bridal shop probably doesn’t keep more than one of each in stock. Johnnie can go with me.” She knew Abby and the vivacious she-wolf had become fast friends. “We can stay overnight at Buchanan’s compound if we run into any unanticipated delays. I’m sure he won’t mind.”
Tucker tensed; his hands fisting at his sides.
Sarah barely hid a grin. If you didn’t count Prince Myles, Quinn Buchanan was the territory’s most eligible bachelor. The wickedly handsome vampire represented Queen Rose’s House in Nashville and was a renowned playboy.
“I really appreciate it.” Red streaked Samuel’s cheeks again. “Abby is…everything to me. I want her to be happy here.”
“So do I.” She smiled, saying in a stern voice that opposed her openly delighted expression, “Now, forget you ever saw this picture!”
Samuel closed the short distance between them and kissed her forehead. “Forgotten.”
“What’s that smell?” Tucker’s chest rose and fell as he breathed in deeply.
All four males copied the beta’s action.
“Um…I need to get going. I’ve already left Julie by herself at the daycare longer than I planned,” Sarah said, body stiff.
