Part 19 (2/2)

”One of my teachers. She was strict, but she taught me a lot. Without the school I never would have...” She let the sentence trail off.

”Wouldn't what?”

”Wouldn't have found out everything I can do,” she answered, but he suspected she had changed what she was going to say. She was telling him more than she had previously, but she was still hiding information from him.

”Can you light another lamp?”

She handed him the one she was holding, then picked up a second vessel and sparked the wick.

Logan held his in front of himself as he walked toward another door and pulled it open.

He was thinking how strange it was to step naked into the sanctuary. In the shadows, he couldn't see much. But he caught the feel of the ma.s.sive high-ceilinged room. There were no chairs or pews inside, only a great expanse of open floor.

Some light came in through the elongated windows. They had retained much of their stained gla.s.s, but the wind whistled through a number of holes in the gla.s.s and in the ceiling high above the stone floor.

A whirring sound made Logan's head jerk up. Beside him, Rinna had gone rigid.

He turned and pulled her close, cursing himself for putting her in danger.

Were they under attack again? What?

Then he saw a large flock of pigeons flying upward and out through holes in the high windows.

”Sorry, I'm jumpy,” he muttered.

”Both of us,” she whispered. ”I feel ghosts here.”

”You believe in ghosts?”

”Yes. Don't you?”

”I'm not sure.”

He draped his arm around her shoulder, feeling her skin quiver. He wanted to turn her toward him, bury his face in her thick hair and breathe in her wonderful scent.

But because he wanted her to feel comfortable with him, he kept his touch light and his gaze on the building. His mother had tried to cultivate his belief in religion. His father had scoffed at what he called superst.i.tions.

Logan had gone with his father's teachings because they seemed to make more sense to his werewolf mind. And since he'd first changed from teenager to wolf, he hadn't been inside a church. But even in its ruined state, the cathedral conveyed a feeling of majesty.

Rinna's reaction was quite different, Beside him, she drew in a sharp breath.

”What?”

”So many people gathered together in one place,” she murmured, her voice hushed.

He also kept his voice low. ”You don't do that?”

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