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"We’ll talk at the house," Skye said The cold she’d nearly forgotten during their confrontation with Redgrave had returned "Let’s go home"

Chapter Twenty-nine

BALTHAZAR WAS REALLY TOO LARGE TO RIDE IN the middle of the backseat, but he did anyway This ht side, his arm around her shoulders, as the car’s heaters and his own shelter warh she still shivered, he could see her strength returning to her Despite everything, Skye was going to be all right

This seating arrangement also meant that he could keep Charity on his left She sat quietly, hands in her lap as neatly folded as if they were over a linen napkin instead of the blade she’d used to kill Redgrave

His sister had done it She’d really killed hieance, he would never have denied that Charity deserved that kill as one, forever

"I drank her blood," Charity said Although Balthazar realized what shethe two sered there, for proof "I went back to before"

"What did you go back to?" he said gently He had not spoken to her this way since they were both alive

"The day I put h"

Balthazar had alotten that How ludicrous the cow had looked, and how silly they’d been about it "That was funny, wasn’t it?"

"It was" Charity leaned her head against his shoulder, the way she used to when she was little and they sat in front of the fire "We used to have lots of fun, didn’t we?"

"Yeah We did"

That hy she’d rave had thought would make any vampire his minion forever--had instead reminded Charity of who she hen she was alive At the moment, she was more his sister …a vaainst hers, just for a second