Semua Bab BLOODBOUND The Four Moons Rising: Bab 11

POV: CainI was not a man who frightened easily. This was not bravado; it was the result of a fairly thorough inventory of the things capable of frightening me and the quiet elimination of most of them over the course of twenty-eight years.The book had frightened me.Not its existence. Not even what it said — the mechanics of the bond, the threshold, the consequence of leaving it incomplete. I'd known pieces of that, the way you know a shape in dark water: the outline but not the detail. The book supplied the detail. The detail was precise and cold and answered questions I had been carefully not asking since the moment I'd felt the bond snap against me like a chain pulled taut.What frightened me was her face when she'd read it.Rose had looked at her own name in a dead woman's handwriting and had gone very still in the way of someone taking inventory — sorting through what this cost, what this changed, what this required. She had not flinched. She had not asked for anything. She had