mate. And when he found out that she was
breeding he went a little mad. He is said to have raped her and then gave her
to anyone who would have her. She died giving birth to a stillborn. My uncle
was to bury her with the others.”
“But he didn’t, did he? Where is she? Do
you know?”
She nodded.
“Your uncle visits her, I would imagine.”
“He does, or so I heard, until his…I was
to say until his death, but… You say you have him? Does he need anything, sir?
I have little, but I could give him what I have if it would help to keep him
safe.”
“He’s safe and no harm will come to him.
Will you see if you can talk to him? It would help us a great deal if we knew
what we were going against.”
She did not think it would do any good,
but she told him she would try.
“Thank you Stacy. You’ve no idea how
much this is going to help.”
She went with him to the prison. They
also had cells below ground in the event that a vampire were to come on the
property and needed to be secured. Her uncle was in one of these cells. Connor
told her it was so that the alpha could not contact him.
He looked so old, her uncle did. He was
also very thin. She knew that at one time he had been a robust man, but now he
was a shell of the person she once knew. He looked at her when she and Connor
came to the cell door. “Do you know who I am?”
He didn’t answer, but turned back to
staring at the floor.
“I am your niece, Stacy O’Brien. My
mother was—”
“He killed her too.” She nodded and he
continued without looking up. “My Mary too, and our babe. He said that she led
him on and she hadn’t. I knew my mate loved me.”
“Yes, she did. She was so proud to be
having your cub. She told me that she hoped for a son.” Stacy felt Connor move
back and the door was suddenly opened. She stepped in the room. “How have you
been, Uncle Harvey?”
“I’d like to know if they could get me
something. Do you think someone could bring me something to ease the memories?”
She knew he’d been on drugs; his entire
body smelled of them.
“It’d be nice not to remember so much.”
“I’ll see what I can do. Uncle, do you
know anything about what happened this morning? When Rich attacked the other
pack?” She saw him stiffen.
“He made me go even though I’ve no will
to live. I didn’t hurt anyone, hoping that he’d…he has killed so many since my
Mary. But he didn’t.” He looked up at her again. “Do you think I could have
something to ease my memories, love? They hurt all the time.”
Her heart broke for the man. He was
barely there and she wanted to cradle him into her arms. When she moved forward
Connor pulled her back with a shake of his head. “Scent,” he whispered and let
her go.
He did not want her to smell like him in
case someone recognized it. She nodded and kneeled down to speak to her uncle. The
tears in her eyes fell and she barely noticed them. “Are you telling me that
Sterling led the attack this morning on those people?” He nodded. “But why? What
did they do to him?”
“He wants to have her die by his hand. He
won’t allow anyone to leave without him saying its fine. No one ever leaves. Then
I must do clean up for them. I have several holes that I’ve had to cover.” He
leaned back, took out a small notebook, and handed it out to her. Connor took
it. “I had to draw a map so I wouldn’t dig in the same place twice. So many
dead.”
She watched Connor thumb through the
notebook and felt his anger as he gave it back to her. Then her uncle spoke
again and the hair on her arms stood up.
“He’s going to come for you too when he
realizes I didn’t kill you when I should have. I couldn’t do it so I took you
to another pack. They were to raise you as their own, but they didn’t, did
they?”
“I survived. I survived because of you.”
He nodded then closed his eyes. “I would
like something for the memories, please. Do you think someone could bring it to
me