Anna was not alone. There was a second heartbeat, strong and steady, in there with her. I barged in snarling, to find Anna sitting with Marcus at the table, having coffee. “Devlin!” she exclaimed. “What is the matter?” I glared at Marcus, and shut the door behind me, cursing inwardly that the lock was now broken. “Why don’t you go on to bed, Anna?” Marcus said quietly, getting to his feet. “We have been up all night. And I must speak to Mr. Dalcon alone.” “It was good to see you,” she said, standing and hugging him. “Thank you, for telling me of my family. Good night.” She left, after giving me a single worried look. I remained standing by the door, waiting for Marcus to play his hand. Just when my patience was ready to snap, Marcus again sat at the table. He motioned for me to sit. I joined him reluctantly. “Say what you wish, and then get out.” “I am surprised to find you still with her,” he said sarcastically. I resisted the urge to bare my fangs at him.
