understood why he’d been so vicious about it all. He had been protecting her and avenging his own species against an enemy that had murdered innocents for centuries.
It certainly put the violence in perspective. And made it much easier to accept.
Then again, when she had asked if he would help her during her transition, she had voted with her feet already, hadn’t she. But Syn had always made her safe. Always.
As she came up to the armchairs, she sat down with a total lack of grace, letting her butt land where it did. Looking up by the TV, she checked the time on a wall clock and frowned. It was past three thirty a.m. Five and a half hours had gone by? How was that even possible?
Then again, it also felt like five years since she had ridden here with that yellow-eyed man.
Male, rather—
The door swung open.
First, she merely looked up. But then, as she saw the hyper-composed faces of Manny and Doc Jane, she slowly rose to her feet. She didn’t know either of them well enough to extrapolate much, and she wasn’t sure whether that was bad or good.
“So what were the results?” she asked.
The female doctor—Jane—smiled, but it was in a professional way. “Why don’t you sit back down?”
“I’m going to die, right?” It was the only thing she could think of that was worse than finding out she wasn’t related to Manny. “I’m sick or I’m—”
“You’re my sister,” Manny said.
Jo sagged with relief and let her body take the advice of the doctor. As she landed back in the chair, she focused on her brother’s—her brother’s!—his face. “Is this bad, though?”
Stupid question. Really just was. The situation was complicated, and not in a fricking Facebook way.
“No, no.” Manny came forward and sat down next to her. “Not at all. I’m thrilled.”
“Then why don’t you look like it.”
Jane came over and sat on the sofa. “Let me explain a couple of things. So vampire blood is very different from that of humans. Much more complex. We can now, however, isolate specific properties of it—or maybe identifiers is a better word—and as I told you, we have a database of that kind of information. So when we compared your and Manny’s blood, we were able to see clearly the commonalities, the kind that indicate you are siblings.”
“Okay.” Jo looked back and forth between the two of them. “I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop.”
“We have the same father,” Manny said. “But not the same mother.”
Jo opened her mouth. Closed it.
Strange, how she could feel an instant grief for the loss of someone she had never known, and was actually not tied to. Still, it was a relief to think that poor woman hadn’t suffered something no one had wanted to contemplate.
But then who was her birth mother?
Jo tried to hold on to what had been confirmed. “So Robert Bluff is my father.”
“Yes.” Jane nodded. “He is.”
“Can you tell me anything about my birth mom?”
“No, I’m afraid we cannot. She was definitely a human, though. We know that for sure.” Jane leaned in and put her hand on Jo’s knee. “My hellren is going to look into it. From what you told Manny, about how you were adopted out of a diocese in Philadelphia from St. Francis Hospital here in Caldwell, it’s possible that my mate can find something, anything, about you. It wasn’t uncommon for there to be clandestine adoption programs running back then, for example. Anyway, we’ll do our best. I can imagine how important it is for you to find answers.”
Jo nodded and prayed there would be something, somewhere.
“I just want to know the real story.” She looked at Manny. “But you’re definitely half-vampire too?”
“Yes. The confirmation of this, I must confess, has taken me by surprise, even though it shouldn’t be a shock. I’ve long guessed—and so have others—that this was the case, even though my mother’s never said anything about it. But enough about me.” Manny put his hand on her shoulder. “I’m really glad you’re my sister. I can’t wait for you to meet my wife—”
“But what if I don’t go through the change.” Jo shook her head and checked the screen of her phone. Still no reply from Syn. “Then I’m not in this world. Then we’re enemies.”
She’d been toying with a fantasy about the future, one where she and Syn ended up on the same side of the species divide and shared a long, much longer than she ever expected,