Healing Eden by Rhenna Morgan Page B

striding through the door beside him. The two packed a visual punch . Standard-issue silver drast stretched over powerful warrior bodies, black leather pants and boots, and hair long enough to graze the tops of their shoulders.
    “Choices Reese made,” Eryx said from behind her.
    Ramsay had looked irritated when he’d walked in, but when Eryx answered his expression flipped to lethal.
    He halted next to Galena’s chair and volleyed his focus between her and Eryx, ending on her. “What the hell did you do?”
    Instinct urged her to shrink away, or apologize, but sibling defiance bubbled up instead. “I checked on my patient. It’s within—”
    “You did what? Without guards?”
    “I didn’t need guards. He gave me his vow.”
    “His vow? And you believed him?”
    “Enough.” Eryx’s command cut through the brewing argument.
    Ludan’s chuckle rasped right behind it as he ambled to the sofa situated along the side wall. He grinned and sunk into the deep, blood red cushions, spreading his arms along the back, knees wide. “Family.”
    “You find this funny?” Ramsay glared at Ludan. “Reese could’ve killed her.”
    Ludan craned to see around Ramsay and a chunk of wavy ink-black hair fell across his forehead to accent his ice-blue eyes. He shrugged. “She’s breathin’.” He straightened and the smirk grew. “And hell, yeah, it’s funny. Haven’t seen you and Eryx this worked up since Galena’s first date.”
    Oh. Shit.
    Neither brother said a word, but both lasered their attention square on her.
    Ludan’s mood shifted right behind theirs, his stare just as heavy. He might not have meant the comment the way Eryx and Ramsay had taken it, but all three of them were mentally tiptoeing way too close to the truth.
    “Can we focus?” She had enough years of sidestepping her overprotective brothers to know the best offense was a quick redirect. “You’ve got an offer on the table and a chance to find Ian. So are you going to take it?”
    Ramsay faced Eryx. “What offer? He either talks or he doesn’t.”
    Ha. Worked every time.
    Eryx downed his strasse. “Actually, he’s got more.” He sat the tumbler on his desk and reclined into his chair. “He’s willing to tell us all he knows, even lead us there and offer himself as a diversion, in exchange for two things . A chance to share some info he thinks might make Maxis repent, and a night at his mom’s place before he dies. Says he’ll share every memory in his head to confirm his info and give his link so we can kill him if he turns on us.”
    “Ballsy son of a bitch.” Ludan pushed from the sofa and headed for the bar.
    Eryx held his empty tumbler up for seconds as his somo passed. “No shit.”
    Ramsay’s eyebrows shot high. “And you’re actually considering it?”
    “Why wouldn’t he?” Crystal tinked as Ludan poured a glass full. “Save us a lot of manpower and gets us a bead on Ian. Once we’ve got him, it’s open season on Maxis no matter which side Reese is on.”
    “But Maxis will kill him.” All three men regarded her as though she’d appeared out of nowhere. “He killed Phybe with his link and he’ll do the same to Reese.”
    Ludan capped the decanter and handed Eryx his glass. “And he’ll die for treason on this end. Gotta spin your angles where you can.”
    That son of a bitch. “Spin it?”
    The men went on alert. Call it instinct or male preservation, but every one of them knew they’d struck a nerve. She could see it in their eyes.
    “We’re talking about a man who’s admitted to his faults,” she said. “Who’s offering to share what he knows, and is willing to lay his life on the line to make the wrongs in his life right before he dies, and you want to spin it? What the hell happened to decency in this family? Or maybe a little compassion?”
    “Compassion?” Ramsay got up in her face. The whites surrounding his soft gray eyes burned a harsh white, a sure sign his formidable powers teetered close to