VAMPIRES III

Blenda watched as a smile slithered across Kane's lips before he gave her a reply.

"Perhaps." He replied tentatively. "So, what happens if I am?" He asked her, and she gave no reply. She had actually none to give him, other than the fact that he would be an added worry to her lifemate.

But she was puzzled that he did not appear as foul to her as the other vampires she had encountered over the centuries. Was he so good at illusion that even an ancient such as she could not recognize what was foul and wholly evil? His power was very disturbing to her.

His broad shoulders shrugged in a lazy ripple. "I do not allow others to interfere in our game. You are an anchor he weighs himself down with. A pawn I can use against him when I so desire. What is between my brother and me shall remain so always. Any who dares to interfere, hunter or vampire or woman, will die at my choosing." He replied, giving her the answer to her first question.