Damn bitch knows nothing at all about vamp hearing, I muse, standing gunslinger-style at the bar. Raina has gone over to talk to her brother and I risk a quick look at Gareth. He wears an unhappy expression, part humiliation, part frustrated rage and maybe - just maybe - fear.
I catch his eye and mouth, Stand up to her, you damn fool.
Maybe it's the rage, maybe he's just fed up, but he answers me. His voice is just a strangled whisper, but it's still louder than is prudent. "I can't! If I defy her, Conal will suffer for it! I can't risk him for the sake of my pride!"
The bitch's eyes flash. Uh-oh, I think she heard him....
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