Bound by Revenge (Guardian Series)

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Author: Jennifer Thibeault
otherwise controlled life.
    Morgan certainly did her part to quell the temptation. Whenever the two worked as a team, Vance changed somehow. He’d take on more of the demonic traits that Morgan firmly represented and hide many of the human-like traits that he unintentionally embodied.
    Morgan had difficulty walking that line. There’s a very small gray area that was the realm of both angels and demons. It’s the ground they all treaded carefully for the good of the planet. Morgan was always on the far side, endangering the entire universe with her proclivity towards evil.
    Instead of being a force of influence, Morgan was a force unto herself. Sam had her job cut out for her whenever she faced her nemesis. She had to work exponentially harder to keep the appropriate balance.
    It was very unlike Morgan to sit so quietly, blending in with the locals. Her presence in town wasn’t the surprise, but it was her demeanor that shook Sam as she walked by. Sam knew the demons would follow her. Not realizing she’d been called in by a guardian, they’d expect to challenge her and her new charge. But Morgan hadn’t followed her to Ruthers this time. She had actually been there first.
    Sam focused on the far wall as she concentrated on getting beyond the distraction. She wasn’t about to call Morgan out in front of a bunch of humans. And it didn’t look like Morgan planned on wreaking havoc in the middle of the restaurant. I have to keep my head in the game , Sam thought as she approached the guardian’s table.
     
    Abby’s father stood up as the girls came up to his table. To a witness the move looked like an innocent greeting but Sam understood the real intention. She could feel his powerful presence and accepted his posturing as assertion of his leadership over the girls.
    “Daddy, you remember Sam.” Abby gestured to Sam a la Vanna White.
    Sam reached out to grasp his hand with one quick sturdy shake. “It’s nice to see you, Uncle Bradley.”
    “It’s a pleasure to see you as well, Samantha. I’m so glad that you’ve finally come to join our team.” His flat tone left the words sounding scripted.
    Bradley motioned for the girls to take their seats before sitting down.
    “I’ve got a very large project that I’ll need your expertise on.” He looked Sam straight in the eyes causing her to shrink back in her seat before she nodded in agreement, not sure how to respond, or even, if he was waiting for an answer.
    “She’s going to be working on projects with you?” The astonished words slipped through Abby’s lips.
    “Oh, don’t worry, pumpkin. You’ll have the opportunity to join the team if you’d like. But we’re not going to go into it here. You’re going to have to control your ambition a little while longer. I assure you, you’ll be put to good use.” Bradley patted his daughter on the hand and turned his attention back to Sam.
    Abby sat back in her chair and pouted like a child.
    Sam knew that was the last mention of work when Bradley cleared his throat and pursued a new, more casual line of conversation with his daughter, presumably to get her out of her current funk. And as soon as Bradley addressed Abby, she seemed to forget she was ever upset.
    The three of them sat around the table talking. Bradley and Abby chatted about the lives of family and friends. And Sam smiled and nodded when a pause in their banter suggested it was the appropriate response.
    Sam tried to pay attention to the conversation. She really did. She knew how often personal details could make all the difference but she just couldn’t help but watch Morgan’s table, trying to discern who she was sitting with, what they could be talking about, and why Morgan was making such a subtle move.
    Sam’s eyes were glued on the blonde. And not once since that initial greeting did Morgan return her gaze. She was so preoccupied with her guest and the food on her table. It was almost as if the meeting was an accident.
    “What do you
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