The reading worried her more. She’d already spoken to the Professor about doing another genealogy, this time of the brother of the original Tau. But she had no definitive starting point for him. A better choice would be to start with the names on some of the journals the Professor had gotten his hands on. Those from hunters and watchers.
She wanted to start with Uriah Blane, the man who’d lived in the 1920s. There were several of his journals. One from childhood and several from when he was an adult. There were gaps where she wasn’t sure what had happened, but she could imagine. The written passages from the man he’d become would give her nightmares. He’d grown to love the hunt, but not as much as he did the kill. So blood thirsty and vengeful. For what? So much hate spilled onto the pages that she felt chilled by it. People he had caught, tortured, and murdered simply because he thought they might be more than human. It made her sick.
Some of the journals had given her hope though. Journals from those who claimed themselves to be the watchers. It was all so crazy, so fantastic. She hadn’t gotten up the nerve to ask the Professor yet, but she knew he was waiting for it, could see it every time he looked at her. She was a descendent of one of the watchers. She was almost certain of it. It explained her inability to walk away from the story, and why it had consumed her thoughts most of her life.#p#分页标题#e#
There were still so many questions that might never completely be answered. They could guess or theorize, but some answers had been lost over time and might never be found. Still, they knew so much more than they ever had.
The Professor and Diane were down in the lab, going over test results and deciding what else they needed to run. Diane was concerned with Abby’s pregnancy. A lion’s gestation period was just under four months, and they had no idea how, or even if, that would play a part in Abby’s pregnancy. They were watching her closely, and though Abby knew it was necessary, she felt like a guinea pig. Still, Diane said they were already able to track the changing hormone levels in her body.
Jess was napping, and Abby couldn’t blame her friend. Tah exhausted Abby, and Jess had four mates to deal with. Good Lord. It boggled Abby’s mind. But Jess seemed happier than Abby had ever seen her. It was obvious she loved her mates, and just as obvious they loved her. The four men were devoted to Jess. Abby and Jess still hadn’t had a chance to discuss how Jess had finally found her wolves and how she had ended up mated to four of them. But there would be time later.
Abby stood up from the bed, where she’d been reading and stretched. She could really use a cold drink. She’d been reading longer than she’d planned, and Tah would get upset if he thought she wasn’t taking care of herself. She smiled. He loved her. It still awed and amazed her that a man like Tah could fall in love with her. She was by far the luckiest woman in the world.
She pushed the door open and headed down the hall toward the front of the house on her way to the kitchen. Her mind was still on Tah and how lucky she was.
“Well, well.” Harlan’s voice was a douse of cold water. “I knew if I waited long enough, they’d all leave you alone. Just when I was wondering what room to search next, you come right down the hall to me.”
There was a blur of movement in the doorway she'd just passed, and a hand slapped over her mouth as she opened it to scream. She was jerked against a hard chest, and her frantic gaze locked with the calculated one of the man she hated most in the world, Harlan. So much for Jess’s assurance that they didn’t need a security system out here in the middle of the woods. They’d even laughed together over anyone getting past their mates. Looked like the joke was on them. Where the hell was Tah? How had anyone been able to get into the house without them knowing?
“Now, now, Abby. I don’t want you calling your lion until I’m ready for him.” He turned toward the door to the living room, as another man stepped out with a rifle in his hand. “You have the darts ready and loaded?”
The man nodded coldly. “We’re prepared.”
Three more men stepped out after him, and Abby felt her pulse skitter with fear. There were at least five men with Harlan, four of them armed. If she yelled, she’d not only bring Tah charging to her, but Jess’s mates, as well as Reno and Logan. Jess might get caught as well. Or Diane or the Professor. What the hell was she going to do?
“Let’s take her outside. It’ll give us more room,” Harlan said as he and the four armed men headed toward the front door, while she was dragged by the man holding her. “Where is your little lion, Abby?”