you have a direct link to God than admit you’re screwing the enemy,” he said, his voice thick with disdain. Whether it was directed at the leader of the Brotherhood or the traitorous clairvoyant was impossible to say. “Is she going to be a problem?”
Kaede hesitated before giving a shake of his head. He’d only spent a few minutes in Stella’s company, but he’d sensed she was the sort of female who was willing to sacrifice others while making sure her own pretty neck was never in danger.
“No.”
“What about the clairvoyant?” Wolfe demanded.
Kaede shrugged. “He was at a distance, but I couldn’t detect any unusual powers. He shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Weapons?”
“Impossible to say,” Kaede admitted. “I didn’t get inside the house.”
Wolfe considered his options in silence, then with concise movements he pivoted toward his warriors.
“Niko, take your crew and round up the Brothers,” he commanded. Instantly a tall, dark-haired hunter Sentinel turned to melt into the darkness, taking a dozen of the males with him. Wolfe pointed toward the young male with honey curls and golden eyes. “Arel, you’re on the weapons.” Wolfe waited for the group of six to head in the direction of the lake before he glanced at the remaining warriors. “The rest with me.”
The males instantly started to jog toward the A-frame house. Silently, Kaede fell into step beside them.
Or at least that was his intention.
He’d gone less than a hundred feet when his arm was grabbed by a ruthless hand that brought him to a halt. There was another tug and suddenly he was turned to meet Wolfe’s dark gaze.
“Where do you think you’re going?” the older man asked.
“I want my hands on the clairvoyant,” Kaede readily confessed.
Wolfe studied his grim expression. “Is this personal?”
Kaede didn’t hesitate. “Of course it’s personal,” he snapped. “I love Molly like she’s my own daughter.” He’d been a hard-ass enforcer who didn’t allow anyone to sneak past his guard. But the second Bas had settled the little girl in his arms . . . hell, he’d been a goner. “I’ll kill anyone who puts her mother in danger.”
Wolfe’s lips twitched. “Molly seems to have a magical ability to steal the hearts of others,” he muttered. “Not even the Mave is immune.”
Kaede gave a lift of his shoulder. “The world’s a better place because she’s in it.”
“I can’t argue with that,” Wolfe said, “but—”
“Shit,” Kaede interrupted, his patience at an end. He wanted to be done with the Brotherhood so he could go in search of Bas. He had a really bad feeling about his friend. “Are we going to do this or not?”
“The clairvoyant is to be taken alive,” Wolfe warned.
“Why?” He didn’t bother to disguise his revulsion for the traitor. Kaede might not agree with becoming an obedient soldier for Valhalla, but he would never work with their enemies. “He can’t track Myst if he’s missing his head.”
“We need to know if the Brotherhood have any traps set for Bas,” Wolfe said.
“Yeah right.” Kaede gave a grunt of disbelief. “I was in the hotel room. You growled at Bas like a dog in heat every time he got near the Mave. You would be happy as hell if he walked into a trap.”
“You’re treading on dangerous ground, enforcer.”
Kaede ignored the pinpricks of pain that bit into his skin as Wolfe released his powers. He’d been trained by the monks to endure endless days of torture.
“Tell me the real reason,” he insisted.
Wolfe hesitated, then, astonishingly, he loosened his grip on Kaede and answered the question.
“If the clairvoyant had a glimpse of the future, then he might have seen the weapon that’s supposed to cause destruction in Valhalla.”
It was an angle Kaede hadn’t considered. Probably because it was almost impossible to imagine the tiny, silver-haired female being capable of producing a weapon that could destroy the high-blood stronghold.
Now he felt a chill inch down his spine.
“Will you kill her?”
A bleak expression settled on the lean face. “Only if there’s no other option.” With a sharp shake of his head, Wolfe headed after his warriors. “Let’s go.”
Kaede followed, making a silent promise to contact Bas.
There was no way in hell he’d let anyone harm Myst. Not when it would destroy the male he’d come to consider more a brother than an employer.
By the time they reached the A-frame the lone guard was lying unconscious on the ground, and the front door open. Kaede picked up his speed as he caught the unmistakable smell of blood.
Jogging up the open staircase, he followed