The Dare of Truth [slash]

Chapter 16

A few minutes later, Jordan and his mate Telias entered the hospital room. Fyn would have preferred to meet Eondar's younger sibling under better circumstances, but unfortunately, neither of them had a choice. Telias was a tall lifebearer, as tall as his bondmate, with dark skin and hair like his brother's and a sharp, striking face with unusual dark ruby eyes. All in all, he looked like a person not to be trifled with, and Fyn instantly liked him.

Telias stepped up to the bed and gently stroked his brother's face. "You come back to us, you hear me?" he whispered. Then, he leaned down to kiss Eondar's forehead.

"I'll stay here tonight," he announced. "Jordan, you go back home to the kids. They don't need to know that something's happened. Tell them that I'm working, okay?"

Jordan nodded. With a last, sad look toward his brother-in-law, he nodded a greeting to Fyn and Celia and then left. The young agent also went outside where she stood guard until her colleagues arrived.

Telias McKenzie finally noticed the other person still present. His gaze lingered on Fyn for a moment. "So you're Eondar's new boyfriend?"

"You could say that," Fyn replied. "Fyn Sheldon. I've been looking forward to meeting you."

The other lifebearer gave a humorless laugh. "I can't say I have. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy that my big bro has finally found someone else after all these years of moping. But as I understand it, he definitely picked the wrong guy since all of this is more or less your fault."

The journalist opened his mouth to argue, but then he closed it again. As hard as it was to hear that, Telias had a point.

"And now, I'd like you to go," Telias continued, voice still sharp and unforgiving. "Eondar has had enough catastrophes in his life."

Fyn hadn't been at a loss for words often in his life, but this was one of the occasions. Being thrown out like this, he couldn't do much else than leave.

Outside, he met Celia talking to Mr. Talbot. The man looked even more morose than before, and his face darkened with every word. "I'll see to this, agent. The honor of our organization is at stake here," he grumbled, ignoring Fyn's presence. "And please keep that little journalist from writing anything about it."

The lifebearer turned around and went down the corridor of the hospital.

He had had enough. And there he thought a day couldn't get worse than the ones he had had just recently. But today... Kalish almost getting hit, Eondar getting shot, his brother throwing him out and that damn Mr. Talbot ignoring him the whole time.

Fyn didn't stop even when he heard Celia call him. All the hurt and frustration, the disappointment and worry knotted themselves together deep inside him to form the biggest mass of hate and anger he had ever felt in his life.

Yes, it might have been his fault - partly. But the one mainly to blame was Sylair Holden. And Fyn wouldn't rest until that bastard was under lock and key.