“Damn it, Beck, I can help.”
Whatever the vampire was about to say was cut off by Beck’s low
growl. “I’ll provide for my wife.”
Meg slipped her hand into Beck’s. It was a good time to continue
his training. “I’m sure we’ll be fine.”
She wasn’t. She was slightly terrified. The house, or brugh as
Beck called it, was small, and though solidly built, it had an air of
neglect about it. Meg had more work to do than she could have
imagined. She tried to let none of that slip through. She focused on
giving off an air of trust and love.
“I promise you won’t go hungry,” Beck said, stroking her hair. He
did it unconsciously now, Meg noticed. He hadn’t started reaching for
her yet, but when she touched him, he pulled her close and seemed to
revel in the contact.
Dante watched the byplay. For the first time since she’d woken
up, there was a hint of a smile playing on Dante’s lips. Meg realized
she had gotten used to the vampire smiling. It was funny how
comfortable she could get with someone in so short a time.
Beck sighed and squeezed her shoulders. “I’m going in, love. You
stay out here for a moment with Dante. Let me get Cian ready. He’d
kill me if I let you see him at his worst.”
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The door opened and closed behind him. Meg was left alone with
a grinning Dante.
“The human learns,” Dante snarked.
Meg rolled her eyes and punched him on the arm. She had never
had an obnoxious brother, but that was what Dante felt like. “I’ll have
you know I am highly educated, asshole. I have two degrees. How
many do you have?”