Page 25 of The Cruelest Undead
Plus, the father looked like his mate.
Greatly.
What wouldn’t he do for his mate?
“Let’s just say it was an accidental raising of the dead.”
They both stared at him.
Then, Flynn’s mother was curious enough to ask questions. Well, they knew where Flynn got it from, now didn’t they?
“Who are you?” Barb asked for the third time, hoping this time, they’d answer.
Only, this was not their introduction to make.
“VANTH!”Death called.
The lair rumbled, but she showed up.
She shimmered into the room and appeared beside him. Oh, and Vanth was smiling, and a little too happy. They knew what she’d been doing.
Lucian.
As of late, that made her the happiest, and the last thing they wanted to discuss was the demoness’ sex life. She was a little too willing to talk about it.
“Yes?” she asked. “You called?”
Death did the introduction.
“These are Flynn’s parents.”
The second the words were out of his mouth, her eyes went huge.
“Uh-oh.”
Yeah, no kidding.
If a clusterfuck could have a pinnacle, this would be it.
It was clear that she understood the ramifications of what happened.
Of course, she did.
She was older than Jolie and Flynn.
Now, Jacques had to find a way to undo this. There was no way he could let them stay when they had been dead. This broke all the rules.
Plus, they weren’t all there. They were, likely, at one point, going to be vampy, and Flynn knew them as humans.
That he was off hiding…
This damaged him.
Jolie and he both knew how much he missed them. That wound to his heart had healed, for the most part, and now, it was a weeping sore all over again.
That made him want to do anything to protect the man he loved.
ANYTHING.
