Seducing the Jackal. Seressia GlassЧитать онлайн книгу.
blank to all but anger. After a moment she gasped, stumbling back from the bars.
“Great Mother Isis.” Dismay clogged her features. “It feels like the magical working of one of the Daughters’ circles, but it’s...wrong somehow.” She shook her head. “It must be some sort of trick. It goes against all the tenets and aspects of Isis. How can you expect me to believe this was caused by the Daughters?”
“How can you expect me to believe that one of the Sons took the life of a high priestess of Isis on the temple steps?” The accusation angered him anew, rage reflected in the snarls of the men and jackals arranged around them. “What proof do you have?”
“That high priestess was my great-grandmother, Asharet,” she said, her voice thrumming with emotion. “Her dying words were ‘watch the jackals.’ And there was a dead jackal beside her.”
Markus crowded her. “That dead jackal was Sekhanu, my mentor and Asharet’s mate. He would have no reason to slay the love of his life.”
“The dead jackal was my great-grandfather?” she whispered, stricken. “I didn’t know—grandmother never said. She doesn’t like to speak of that time. She only told me that she’d received word that Asharet and many other Daughters were killed, the temple steps littered with the bodies of jackals. Aya gathered as many of the remaining priestesses as she could and headed south. Eventually they made their way out of Egypt.”
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