~Brenden…Reality or Dream.
Brenden stood looking into the still face of his wife. There was question in his eyes. Why had Lynx acted that way. Normally he was invisible, silent, and not so direct. He had to have been the reason for all the scares Jesslyn had suffered. Why is he operating this way? Why was he the one that was sent at any rate. The task is like a hunt for him, teasing his prey, looking and watching her, lurking after her, lusting after her. His resolve would not be to complete the task only but something else is involved.
How could I have let this go so far, she was never to be part of this. I couldn’t have the world know my true identity. Copper…Copper only existed in nightmares. Nightmares that he created for each victim that he visited. Gathering intelligence, bloody resolves. Jesslyn would never know this person, yet when the time came that he feared he would be found out he had no choice. He had no choice, he would have been locked under a prison, he would have been tortured, he would have lost his life with no resolve or cause as to why, he simply would have gone missing and that would have left his family vulnerable. How do you deal with such a curse.
“its all about the life I chose before you” he thought aloud. Suddenly he heard a weak voice come back, ” what life?”…Brenden stiffened and looked into Jesslyn’s face. Her face looked confused, eyes still adjusting, she didn’t know if this was reality or a dream. He quickly moved to her side. ” So much for our date, what happened?” He looked at her and could say nothing for a long while. He did not know how to approach the subject. He asked her, what do you remember? Suddenly her face changed and he could see fear in her eyes and feel her body begin to shake. He reassured her that she was fine, for now.
Jesslyn’s immediate response was- FINE FOR NOW! What is going on? Brenden! Tell me, am I going crazy? Brenden knew, there was no hiding now. The truth has to come out and now is the time. Her life depends on it.
He changed his identity and built a new life knowing that this old life would one day come to haunt him, and now it has. His past seeks blood that he would not spill, his past seeks Jesslyn and in return for her protection he has been a welcome slave to one of the most powerful underground lords to exist. Zia, a woman so lethal she doesn’t have to speak above a whisper, but if she is not pleased, your head will hang on her wall.
There was now no running, only facing this hurt head on. What would be the escape plan, to get her and the kid to safety, no place is safe enough, Zia crossed worlds to find them. To kill her would be to kill a God, and copper simply wasn’t strong enough…