herself in, turned off the security alarm, and stood in the foyer.
How could Zsadist do that to her? For all it hurt, he might as well have had sex in from of her. God, she'd always known he could be cruel, but that went too far, even for him...
Except it wasn't about retaliation for the social slight, was it? No, that was too petty. She suspected he'd bitten that human for a declarative break. Because he wanted to send a message, a totally incontrovertible message that Bella wasn't welcome in his life.
Well, it worked.
Deflated, defeated, she glanced around her family's front hall. Everything was the same. The blue silk wallpaper, the black marble floor, the sparkling chandelier overhead. It was like stepping back in time. She'd Page 226
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grown up in this house, the last young her mother would ever bear, the cosseted sister of a brother who loved her, the daughter of a father she'd never known...
Wait a minute. It was quiet. Way too quiet.
"Mahmen? Lahni?" Silence. She wiped her tears away. "Lahni?"
Where were the doggen? And her mother? She knew Rehv would be out doing whatever he did during the nights, so she didn't expect to see him. But the others were always home.
Bella walked over to the curving staircase and called out, "Mahmen?"
She went upstairs and jogged down to her mother's bedroom. The sheets on the bed were thrown back, all a mess... something the doggen would never have allowed normally. With a feeling of dread she went down the hall to Rehvenge's room. His bed was also disheveled, the Frette sheets and the heaps and heaps of fur comforters he always used thrown to one side. The disorder was unheard-of.
The house was not safe. That was why Rehv had insisted she stay with the Brotherhood.
Bella rushed out into the hall and ran down the stairs. She needed to be outdoors to dematerialize, because the walls of the mansion were all inlaid with steel.
She tore out of the front door... and didn't know where she could go. Not even she knew the address of her brother's safe house, and that was where he would have taken mahmen and the doggen. And she wasn't about to waste time calling him, not in the house.
There was no choice. She was heartbroken, she was angry, she was exhausted, and the idea of going back to the Brotherhood's compound made all of that worse. But she wasn't about to be stupid. She closed her eyes and disappeared back to the Brothers' mansion.
Zsadist finished quickly with the whore, then focused on Bella. Because his blood was in her, he could sense her materializing somewhere to the south and east. He triangulated her destination to the area of Bellman Road and Thorne Avenue: a very ritzy neighborhood. Obviously she had gone to her family's house.
His instincts fired up, because that call from her brother had been too weird. Chances were, something was going down over there. Why else would the male want her staying with the Brotherhood after he'd been about to slap a sehclusion on her?
Just as Z was going to go get her, he sensed her traveling again. This time she landed outside the Brotherhood's mansion. And she stayed there.
Thank God. He didn't have to worry about her safety for the time being.
Abruptly, the club's side door opened, and Phury came out looking decidedly stark. "You feed?"
"Yeah."
"So you should go home and wait for the strength to kick in."
"Already has." Sort of.
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"Z-"
Phury stopped talking, and both of them whipped their heads around toward Trade Street. At the alley's throat, three white-haired men dressed in black were walking past in I-formation. The lessers were staring straight ahead as if they'd found a target and were closing in.
Without a word spoken, Z and Phury took off at a silent jog, moving lightly across the fresh-packed snow.
When they got to Trade Street it turned out the lessers hadn't found a victim but were meeting up with another pack of their kind-two of which had brown hair.
Z put his palm on one of his dagger handles and trained his eyes on the pair with the dark heads. Dear Virgin in the Fade, let one of them be what he was looking for.
"Hold up, Z," Phury hissed while taking out his cell. "You stay put and I'll get reinforcements."
"How 'bout you call"-he unsheathed the dagger-"while I kill."
Z took off, keeping the knife by his thigh, because this was