Chapter Thirty-Seven
Deceit
Grabbing him by the arm, the battle lord helped his son get to his feet. His legs were a bit wobbly, but after a few moments Lucien managed to stand on his own. took a deep breath to calm himself. With everything that had occurred these past couple of hours, he felt weak-kneed himself. He needed time himself to re-center and re-focus, but he doubted he would have that luxury. Not now.
He glanced back down at his wife. He didn’t need Iain to tell him she was resting more comfortably. He’d known it seconds after Lucien’s blood began to suffuse itself into her system. Somehow, he’d been able to feel it, like a flood of warmth, easing away the pain. That small reassurance had been enough to allow him to leave the clinic in order to tend to the growing threat out
