Fate's Wish(12)
“What happened?”
She gave a sad sigh. “Oh, we married and you were born. He was deployed when you were two and never came home. I knew the moment he died. It felt like someone had ripped a piece of my heart from my chest.”
How horrible. Whenever she brought up her father’s death while growing up, her mother had gotten so upset she’d just stopped asking. She was lucky though; her mother had been the best parent she could’ve asked for. Both strong and sensitive. Her mom had made sure to always say nice things about her dad. Spoke of him so often and in such detail, Shar swore she knew him. She shook her head. Her mom had suffered so much and still had such a positive outlook. “I’m sorry.”
“No, sweetie. I’m not telling you this to make you feel bad. You have to understand that something is making Zahir wary of being with you. He loves you. I am positive he does. When your father thought my age would put me in danger he tried to break things off. I have a feeling something similar has pushed Zahir from you.”
She thought about it for a moment and shook her head. “No. He’s never admitted to loving me.”
“Love is not always shown with words. It’s in the actions people take.”
Was her mother right? He’d never spoken of his feelings, but he’d done things to let her know he cared. What made her breath hitch was the memory of the soft words and kisses when she fell asleep in his arms. He’d shown her he cared, but then he stomped over her feelings by dropping her.
“I’ll get you some tea. It’ll help ease your throat.”
“Thanks.” She turned on her side and winced when pain racked her skull.
“Anytime, sweetie. Just remember, everything I do, I do because I love you. Sleep now, darling.”
“I know. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be OK.” She yawned.
“Of course you will, baby.”
Shar yawned again and fell back into sleep.
Chapter Eight
“Can I help you, beautiful?”
Anahid smiled at the flirtatious demon. “Maybe you can. Do you know where can I find Zahir Darkrath?”
The demon gave her a wicked grin. “You don’t want an old stick in the mud like him. I’m much more fun.”
She lifted her brows in question. “Really?”
His gaze raked down her body. Her white sheath flattered her toned figure. The boy winked at her. “Oh, yes. The things I’d do to you are probably illegal in most states.”
What could he know that she didn’t? She knew a lot more about sex than most men did. A deep voice filled her head just when she was about to ask the young man what he meant.
“Focus on the task at hand and don’t make me come over there and show that youngster what a real man will do to with your body.”
Oh, hell. Heat crawled across her skin at the sound of Luthian’s voice rumbling through her.
“Yes, well as fun as that sounds, I really do need to see Zahir.”
He smiled at her again. The boy was certainly persistent. “Who’s looking for him?”
“Tell him it’s his mother-in-law.” She grinned at the shock on the demon’s face.
“You sure know how to put a damper on a man’s libido, darling.”
“Oh, shush. Just for that, you’ll get to deal with one angry demon all on your own.”
“Bring it on, baby. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you. Anything you want—just ask me.”
There lay her main wet-dream-inducing problem. Unless she suffered some kind of emotional or psychotic breakdown, she would not be asking. He was her junior in years and her senior in powers. Damn. Where was the justice in the world?
Zahir walked into the waiting room, cutting short her pondering. She hid a smile at his worried frown.
“Has something happened? Is Shar OK?”
Doing her best acting job, she gave him a sad smile. “She’s doing quite well. I’m here because Shar has decided to move on with her life.” She let the words hang for a moment to draw out his curiosity.
“In what way?” The demon looked ready to destroy something.
“She’s seeing someone and wants a divorce from you.” Anahid pulled out the fake divorce papers from her bag and passed them to Zahir.
“What? Who?” His anger made the floor vibrate.
Red tinged his dark eyes. Would smoke would come out of his ears too?
“Oh. I’m sure you’ve heard of him. Luthian Nardborn. Big, powerful warlock. I know he’s strappingly sexy too.”
“Oh, you do?” Luthian’s laughter filled her head.
“Shush! Let me work. In a moment he’s coming for you. I hope you’re ready.”