Pure Blood (Time Spirit Trilogy, #3) by Melissa Pearl Read Free Book Online

a sec.” Gabe lowered his mug, his eyes
round with surprise. “Your mother is Helena Granger?”
    “No, just Helen.” Harrison felt his brow
wrinkle.
    “Well, if it’s the girl I’m thinking of, she
was Helena when I knew her.” Gabe’s face creased with a grin. “I
can’t believe you’re one of us. All this time my little girl
thought she was in love with a normal and here she is being drawn
straight into the arms of a time spirit.”
    “How do you know she’s…I mean, you… you know
my mother?” His mouth went dry.
    Gabe shrugged and nodded, then flicked a
finger between the two of them. “Your mothers knew each other in
college.”
    Gemma lit the room with a smile then turned
its full beam on him. He grinned with her, delighted to see her
birthmark pulse to life.
    “Were they friends?” Gemma’s voice was
high.
    “They were like sisters.” Gabe’s smile faded.
“Until they found out they were both time spirits.”
    “Then what happened?”
    “Well, there are two camps with our people.
Those who travel for others and those who travel for themselves.”
He gave Harrison an uneasy smile. “Your mother and grandmother
traveled for themselves.”
    Harrison sat straight. That couldn’t be
right. His mother wasn’t like that. He began to argue the
statement, but was cut off by Gabe’s continuing story.
    “The fact they couldn’t agree on philosophies
destroyed their friendship. Lena was heart broken and then in the
last year of college Helena disappeared.”
    “Disappeared?” Harrison’s voice was a
whisper.
    “Yeah, we just assumed she had died across
the line, but maybe she didn’t.” Gabe’s eyes began to twinkle. “I’m
now guessing something pretty significant happened and she came
back a new woman.” Gabe’s eyes bore into Harrison. “You don’t have
any contact with your grandparents do you?”
    Harrison shook his head. Bryan and his
extended family had always filled the holes so sufficiently that
Harrison had swallowed the vague excuse of his mother’s parents’
death easily. He felt his chest tighten as the full force of truth
built in his system. It wasn’t just his mother who was a time
spirit; he came from a line of them. Coyote Granger definitely
wasn’t one of them. The race must have entered his ancestry later
on down the line and then kept pretty quiet about it. He didn’t
have a clue as he was studying his family history last semester,
but he didn’t really have a reason to be looking for it. Now he was
desperate to hunt back and find out why his mother’s family had
believed in traveling for their own gain. He wanted to know exactly
why his mother was back in the 1800s in the first place. Meeting
Nathaniel had changed her severely, but why had she left him only
to return and never contact her family again? It must have been a
pretty lonely road she walked before meeting Bryan. Why hadn’t
she…?
    “The thing is…” Gemma’s voice pulled him back
to the discussion. “Helen… Helena met someone and decided to stay.
That’s why she disappeared, but then she had to leave him and it’s
killing her. She can’t see how he could ever forgive her and she
can’t forgive herself. To make matters worse, he died several
months after she left and I think she’s holding herself responsible
for that and…”
    “Lucia,” Gabe’s voice was tight as he uttered
his daughter’s real name.
    “Yeah?”
    “Why are you telling me this?”
    Harrison squeezed her shoulder.
    “Because I want to go back and stop his death
and maybe get him to write her a letter and then we can…”
    “A letter?” Gabe sighed and pinched the
bridge of his nose. “A letter. You want to travel back to…?”
    “1820.”
    “1820.” Gabe closed his eyes and shook his
head. “1820 so some guy can write Helena a letter.”
    “Uh-huh.” Gemma put on a brave smile.
    Gabe’s stern gaze shot across to Harrison.
“Is this your idea?”
    “No.” He raised his hands, two white flags