“You wouldn’t be such a pretty boy without all those teeth,” Rio observed. “It might not be such a loss.” He slapped his palm against his leg. “Where the hell is she? I should have had Conner or Joshua stand guard and keep her from running away. Are you sure she’s here?” His chest was tight and his lungs screamed for air. He ran his finger around his collar to loosen it.
“She’s here. She looks beautiful.”
The burning in his lungs lessened, and Rio could breathe again. “Don’t look at me like that. I want to do this, it’s just that all these people are a little too close.”
Elijah grinned at him. “I hate to admit it, but I feel the same way and I’m always surrounded by people, by my crew.” He waved his hand toward the surrounding trees, wincing as his body protested. “It’s different here. I feel different here.”
“This forest has a way of doing that, Elijah, although maybe with Armando finally dead, you’re beginning to feel the relief.”
“It hasn’t begun to sink in yet. At this point I’m telling myself every few minutes I don’t have to look over my
It doesn’t seem real. I don’t know if it ever will.
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I’ve watched every word I’ve ever said and made certain I was absolutely alone so he couldn’t do to anyone else what he did to Rachael. Frankly, I don’t know how to act.”
Rio touched the man’s shoulder briefly. Elijah wasn’t a man to encourage physical contact or sympathy or compassion. “It will come with time.”
“I’m sure you’re right.”
Rio suddenly stiffened, looking past Elijah. Rachael’s brother turned to see an elderly man and a young boy of about twelve walking toward them. He recognized the older man. “What’s wrong, Rio?” Elijah shifted slightly to put his body between Rio and the newcomers.
“You don’t have to do that, Elijah,” Rio stepped in front of him. “I appreciate that your protection would extend to me, but I’m perfectly capable of defending myself. Relax, you’re at a wedding. All you have to do is give me the bride.”
Elijah’s shrug was casual, but there was nothing casual about his eyes. Alert. Suspicious. A mixture of cold ice and hot flame. He looked every bit as ruthless and merciless as he was reputed to be. There was a sudden silence in the trees where monkeys had been chattering to one another. Several birds took flight.
Rio nudged him. “Give it a rest, Elijah, you’re going to scare the guests.”
“I thought you wanted less people around,” Elijah murmured, but managed a small nod when the elderly man and young boy reached them.
“Elder Delgrotto, this is a surprise,” Rio greeted. “You’ve met Elijah.”
“Not formally.” Peter Delgrotto bowed slightly. “This is my grandson, Paul.” The older man dropped his hand on the boy’s head. “He is much better thanks to you, Rio. I’ve come to perform the ceremony, of course. I spoke with Shaman Pang and explained it would be better if one of the high council performed the binding as it is customary in our lair.”
Rio just stood there, staring blankly. “I thought you had resigned, Elder.”
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“It seems my resignation was not accepted.”
“And the council knows you’ve offered to marry us? To perform the ceremony outside the circle of the lair?” Rio was shocked and it showed.
“I must perform the ceremony,” Delgrotto said. “Your Rachael is one of us, and your successful mating is essential for the good of the lair. Look around you, Rio. Every member of your unit is here, with the exception of Drake, and he would be here if he could. Those with families brought them. Others have come to support you. Nearly half of the lair is here. That should tell you something.”
Rio wasn’t certain what the attendance record was supposed to tell him, but he wasn’t going to ram on the elder’s parade. He knew what it must have cost Delgrotto to go up against the council. There was always a penalty of some kind. He didn’t want to throw the old man’s gesture of peace back in his face. “It’s an honor to have you, Elder. Tell me how Drake is doing.” Rio knew Drake would have moved heaven and earth to stand up for him, but he was locked away in a hospital with one of their surgeons.