Secrets of the Guardian (Waldgrave Book 3) by A.L. Tyler Read Free Book Online Page B

then who was Jack Durand? And why was Olesia listed as the Daray’s daughter in some of the family trees? She tucked the address that Doctor Evans had given her into her journal, determined that she would go there someday soon when her restrictions were lifted.
     
     
    Devin’s recovery was slow and weak; amazingly, he had managed to regenerate the portions of his liver that he had lost. The doctor assured them that while he probably didn’t have the DNA to regenerate the kidney he had lost, he would be able to function on just one. When he was able to communicate finally, he told Lena that her escape, and Rollin’s subsequent extreme and fanatical hunt for the one who had helped her, had driven off a great deal of his supporters. It had been Tab that had turned him in eventually, scared for his own life and others; Rollin had threatened to start killing at random if the culprit wasn’t found. Even though Rollin’s group had somewhat disbanded, and everyone was glad the immediate threat was over, Lena doubted it would take him long to regroup. He was a very charismatic speaker, he had a real cause, and there were a lot of suffering human-borns out there.
    Cheryl had remained by Devin’s bed side almost constantly, helping the doctor with whatever was needed; Lena was glad for this, because her political career had stepped into a rapid pace since Griffin’s departure. He hadn’t contacted her since leaving, and she had felt it necessary to fetch Darius from the Channings, with Howard’s help, only two weeks after Griffin had left because there was blatant evidence that people were doubting Griffin would ever come back. She had written him several times in the first few weeks, but he had only ever sent her money transfers in response; his cell phone had been disconnected.
    The world went on without him, but Lena still missed him terribly. He had filled an emptiness in her life for so long, and while the wounds surrounding her father’s death were mending over, she found that Griffin had created a new niche in her soul next to the one that her father had left. She didn’t miss him as she had feared she would—his protection, his leadership, and the way he always seemed to be there to catch her. They were strange, the things she missed; the way he would cross his arms and look at her when he got into one of his moods, the way he had constantly one-upped her in the quest for household dominance, his presence at the dinner table, even the small smile that would creep onto Cheryl’s face when he yelled at her from across the house because she had left a note telling him to put his own damn clothes away.
    She had spoken to Hesper about it, but she was of little use on the subject; Griffin had never felt much more than disappointment and indifference toward his sister. She had retreated back to Australia with her husband and family; they were still living with Eric’s parents, which suited both of them nicely. Greg had healed up and talked with Lena over the phone once or twice; she couldn’t wait to see all of them again. The Council meeting was growing ever closer, but until then, Lena sought Serena and Hesper’s help over the phone for issues related to Waldgrave’s new charge.
    Darius was a happy little boy who still resembled his older brother; at times this troubled Lena because she knew there would never be any chance of hiding him, and at others it troubled her because of how much she missed Griffin despite his moodiness. The child was extremely intelligent and eager. He was just starting to walk and had enough words and expressions to get his message across, which kept the tantrums to a minimum. Lena entrusted him to Mrs. Ralston, who seemed to enjoy having a baby around, even while she tried twice as hard as usual to get all the cooking done because no one had brought any help with them due to the heightened fear of human-born assassins. Darius would sit and watch from his high chair, playing with anything