to? Why someone is after her? What her powers are which permits her to travel to this realm so easily? Do you actually know anything about her of use?”
Logan frowned. Truth was, he didn’t. She never wanted to talk about herself, never wanted him to know anything personal about her. Just in case, she always stated, and he never wanted to push her. Something about her called to him whenever she appeared. Something inside missed her terribly, but he didn’t really have any information about her background. Shara was correct. What could he verbalize which wouldn’t get them both in trouble or offer any respite from worry?
“I won’t say anything, unless I feel it’s important for them to know. Thanks, Shara.”
Logan quietly followed Shara into the infirmary just in time to hear Zen’s story of what happened in the garden.
“She insisted on going into the garden. Said she was going to be a surprise, but wouldn’t elaborate. I insisted she wait for backup in guards, which she did. When Jakome arrived, we took her into the garden, both of us taking up the standard positions. At first it was quiet. Then there was a rumble to the outside entrance. Jak headed to see what was going on and I moved closer to Trinity. I tried to urge her to get back into the house, but she refused. She said it might be what she was waiting for and we were not going to stop her from it. The rest is a blur. There were a couple of them, but one seemed to stand out from the others.”
“A couple of what? What were they?” Clarissa interrupted his description, almost frantic to get the knowledge out of him. “Who took my daughter?”
Just then, the door opened again and Mel strode in. If he could have looked any fiercer, Clarissa would not have been aware of it. She had not seen him that furious and upset in over a decade and she had forgotten how determined he could appear. His mouth was set in a stern, brook-no-nonsense line. He seemed to feel the need for his wife, as his arm went about her waist when he neared the bedside. It did not escape his notice that Santanya was still holding Zen’s hand, a deeply concerned look on her face. She was the least of his concerns at the moment though. Mel waited for Zen to answer Clarissa’s question.
“Rougarous. There were at least five of them. Three came in by Jak and he tried to hold them off, but…” Zen shook his head. “They were more vicious than I have ever seen. It all happened so fast. Jak was dead, Trinity was gone and I have failed you. I will accept whatever punishment you deem.”
“Rougarou? Are you sure?” Mel asked astonished. He had no qualms with that species he was aware of. Why would they attack and take his daughter with no obvious provocation?
“I’ve never heard of it. What is a Rougarou?” Clarissa asked looking around at those there.
“They are creatures who live in the Maurepas Realm. A swamp world. They are half swamp creature with the head of a wolf. They occasionally have their world intersect with the swamps in Louisiana, which allows them to sometimes cross into the land of humans. However, they usually stay to themselves and in the areas of swamps until they can get back. I don’t understand why they would have attacked here and taken Trinity.” Mel patiently explained, though his mind was already planning on a visit to the Maurepas Realm to extract his daughter and behead those who were responsible for abducting her.
Clarissa took another look at Santanya. “Take care of Zen.” She turned towards Mel. “Let me gear up and I will be ready to go.”
“What makes you think you are going?” Azamel asked, disquieted by Clarissa.
“What makes you think I wouldn’t?” she quipped back.
Mel shook his head. “You’re right. I almost forgot how stubborn you are.” He looked over his shoulder at Logan. “I suppose you will want to come as well?”
Logan gave a quick look at Shara to make sure she still felt he shouldn’t say anything about
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