“Am I wrong?”
I sucked in a strangled breath of insult. That asshole. I’d show him who was weak.
I punched him in the arm. It was a good hit. Solid with a meaty thwack. Granted, it didn’t contain my entire strength, but it was enough to prove I wasn’t a fainting damsel in distress.
Connor arched an arrogant eyebrow at the spot I’d just hit. “Was that supposed to hurt?”
Jenna finished up her song to a room of applause. Natalia replaced her, stalking the length of the bar like it was a catwalk. There was a swing to her hips and an arrogance on her face that drew whistles and cheers.
Caroline caught me as I flung myself at Connor.
“Let me go, Caro,” I snarled, still struggling to reach my vampire brother. “He has it coming.”
“Yes, he does,” Caroline soothed. “But I don’t think you fighting with him will leave the right impression with Jenna.”
I sagged. Damn it, she had a point.
“Fine, but this isn’t over,” I told Connor.
“I look forward to your attempt at retribution, dearest sister.”
Someone was getting a little arrogant. I’d have to see about taking him down a few notches.
Connor’s tiny smile let me know he was looking forward to it.
“Such an appetite for violence,” a feminine voice purred. “It’s good to see you inherited something from our family line.”
Connor had gone still and unmoving across from me, an unhappy expression on his face.
“Callie,” I said, turning to face the newcomer with a strained smile. “I didn’t think I’d see you again.”
Or maybe that was just what I’d been hoping.
“If you’re not careful, I’m going to think you’re not happy to see me,” Callie teased with a watchful gaze that saw straight through me
A medusa, Calliope’s snakes were glamoured to look like corkscrew curls tonight with a dozen hues woven throughout. Everything from bronze to blond to darker auburns. Her lips were painted a vivid red, making me think of a venomous snake who used bright colors to lure prey in.
“I’d never be that rude.”
Mostly because she could turn me to stone with a glance.
“Such a sweet niece,” Callie murmured with a sly pout.
A soft gasp came from behind me. I twisted to find Jenna frozen in place, shock and something like betrayal on her face.
“You found your father?” Jenna asked.
Hurt was already forming on her features. It wasn’t the fact I’d found my bio dad but rather the knowledge that I’d chosen to keep it from her.
“I—” I broke off with a panicked look in Callie’s direction.
“You must be Jenna, Aileen’s sister.” Callie stepped into the strained silence, offering Jenna her hand. “I’ve heard so much about you that I feel like I already know you.”
Not from me, she hadn’t.
I was a little concerned someone from my father’s extended family had done enough research into my background to know the names of my family members.
Jenna sensed my tension, shooting me a quick glance in question.
