Edge, Episode Two: Season One (Edge, A Serial Series Book 2) by Jamie Magee Read Free Book Online Page B

place. That’s a given.”
    That stare of his moved over Reveca reflecting the same sympathy it carried each time Reveca’s beginning was spoken of. “I surrendered. That power didn’t recognize me anymore, it was blind to me. Lorecan claimed it was hunting Kenson all along. That it believed he was designed to be a part of it.”
    “What the hell happened to him, Jamison? Where has he been?”
    “Been? Past tense.”
    “Fuck off. You know Saige sent me after him. Crass called him a false king.”
    “Sounds to me like he’s been in death.”
    “You’re an ass. Before that. Where was he?”
    That knowing glint was back in his stare. “I suppose you’d have to ask him.” He lifted his chin. “Is he getting along well with your boys, with Cashton?”
    “I do believe I heard Cashton call him his best bloody fucking mate just before I left. We’re just peachy at the Beauregard Boneyard.”
    That response oddly seemed to shock Jamison. Reveca wanted it to. For all she knew her si ster was trying to destroy her Club from the inside out, tossing enough drama her way so her boys would fight amongst themselves.
    “How is he ?” Jamison asked sincerely.
    “Oh , you know, coming out the Edge, it’s hard on a soul, hard on the corporeal form. It’s a shame, too. I can’t get the herbs I would need to help someone with a transition, not with GranDee’s property being locked down.”
    Jamison nearly grinned. “You expect me to believe that Kenson , or rather King, needs herbs to find clarity?”
    “That’s not Kenson, Jamison. Not even close.”
    That empathy filled his eyes once more. “He’s different. I have no doubt.” He let his gaze drop. “Where he was, Reveca, it strips you, rebirths you. I don’t care how strong you are, you can’t fight it. He endured that then eras later found himself in death, one that dug into his soul, unearthed his true beginning. He is a mix of who he was, became, and is. But that is him.”
    “He was strong, Jamison. Strong enough to break away from that power and come back, at least at a distance.” She paused to hide her emotion. “And you know what he saw? Lorecan with my sister, my sister with child. He thought she was me. If he forgot his beginning, he did so on purpose.”
    She expected that revelation to shock Jamison as much as it had shocked her, but he didn’t flinch. “Or perhaps that power allowed him to see that . Perhaps fooling him was the only way to get him to submit.”
    “You knew that happened?”
    “No, but it fits.”
    “Who he was is gone .” Reveca bit out.
    “Who he was needs to be unearthed and being close to you will do just that.” Jamison started to adjust the papers before him. “If he does so , that will make paths before others you have grown close to less agonizing.”
    “Talon does not bask in agony , he wields anger and dominance to protect his claim.”
    “I wasn’t referring to him, however , that should be entertaining to say the least,” Jamison said ambiguously. “Do yourself a favor and ensure there is space between Cashton and King…at least until the vagueness has faded.”
    Jamison looked up at Reveca. “I have no doubt you need herbs that are unavailable to you at this time, but they’re not for King. They’re for the girl you’re harboring.”
    Reveca stared. She knew there was a strong possibility Jamison knew about that. For one, Thelma Ray helped him raise his family, as a nanny of sorts. There was little doubt she would freely share information about her sister’s coming and goings with Jamison, for that fact and the fact he was the coven leader. Secondly, Jamison’s position allowed him to sense when someone was using the power that Reveca was tapping into. That’s why she had no choice but use guilt to start this conversation. 
    “I’ll give you swipe.”
    “I don’t need that herb, I need evermore.”
    “When you bring souls back, when their enhancements fall into place , what