e Harv

he was no longer trying to pin me to the wall. He half-dragged,

droom, the smell hit me. A strange

her skin had deepened, and tiny beads of blood were beginning to

tears and rage, her nails outstretched lik

ght her, holding her

the bed and looked down at Kandace. I watched her suffer,

with steel. He had already assessed the situation and under

face to his. "I have no price," I said

he room died instantly. Junior l

ut... my blood seemed to help her once. Perhaps it could help her aga

as Junior looked ready to explode again, the butl

as returned! Her convoy will b

through Franco and Jerry. Their fa

with bloodlines, honor, and order. If she discovered this... this catastrophe, this ugly family secret bleeding o

andace, to me, and back aga

life, I saw something other than contempt or i

ad

ness, an appreciation for a quiet girl she saw potential in.

e barely a whisper, "that w

The words were forced from between hi

s, cold and sharp as a shard o

ks of outrage and humiliation. Jerry's weeping

ould feel the war raging inside him-the pride of a Gamma, the head o

er pained whimper, a

owing steadily louder, cam

gone, replaced by a chilling, pragmatic emptiness. He looked at

hoarse whisper. "We are beggin