Her eyes met mine, widening briefly before settling on her daughter. Her smile was full of venom. "So, you're his whore now?"
With a hiss, I shoved the woman into the house and walked her backward until she was against the nearest wall. I gripped her throat with my hand, lifting her until her feet dangled beneath her.
"Say it again," I dared her.
Tears filled her eyes.
"What? Trouble breathing?" I tilted my head. "Care for me to end your miserable existence?"
She croaked out a no.
I released her then whispered in her ear, "Disrespect my mate one more time, and you won't even feel the slice of my teeth across your throat."
The woman paled.
Genesis's hand gripped mine, steadying my heartbeat, when all I wanted to do was rip her mother's throat out and laugh over her dead corpse.
"Mother." Genesis trembled next to me. "We won't be long. I just had a few questions."
"Knew you would." She snorted. "But I don't have answers for you, at least the ones you're looking for."
I moved away from Genesis, walked down the familiar hallway, and located the picture. I pulled it from the wall and tossed it to her mother. "This woman. Who is she?"
Her mother's face paled as she stared at the picture. "Dead."
"Caught that," Ethan hissed. "Who is she?"
"Ara was her name." Genesis's mother petted the picture as if she was reliving something. "Everyone hated her."
I tensed.
"She was beautiful, and she knew it… so vain that she made the family look bad. Her number was called, but of course it was. The rest of the families were jealous. And then she failed."
"Your great-grandmother?"
"Great-aunt." Her mother set the picture down on the table. "She's a stain upon the family name. We don't discuss her. This is the first time our number has been called since Ara's disgrace." She snorted. "And I knew it would happen the minute Genesis was born — that skin, that hair." She rolled her eyes. "So beautiful, just like Ara."
Genesis's heart thumped wildly, so loudly I had to concentrate on what her mother was saying in order to hear the words above the beating.
"I made her strong." Her mother's eyes met mine. "Better she hate her own reflection than fall prey to it."
"How tragic," I whispered, "that you felt the need to shame a little girl for having golden hair and pretty eyes."
"It worked!" her mother screamed. "Look! Mated to an Elder! A vampire, no less!"
"It worked," I repeated, "because her blood is pure… because her soul is pure." Anger crashed over me at her mother's proud expression. In a flash, I moved behind her, biting a small mark on her shoulder and whispered, "For the rest of your days you, will see nothing but Ara's reflection when you look in the mirror. You will hate, and it will drive you mad. That is the gift I leave with you for bestowing such kindness upon the woman I love."
Her mother swayed and then fell to her knees. A tear fell down her cheek. "No, please no. Don't do this."
"It's done." I gripped Genesis hand. "We'll bother you no more."
Genesis didn't want to follow me; her feet dug into the ground, so I tossed her over my shoulder and carried her out of the house.
When she still didn't make a noise, I buckled her seatbelt and peeled out of the parking spot, driving like hell back toward our home — toward safety.
Ready to lose my mind, I opened my mouth to apologize when she blurted, "You love me."
"If that's what you wish to discuss…" I reached for her hand.
She squeezed mine. The heat from my blood took over, making her skin hot to the touch.
"And you won't leave me? Ever?"
"No," I vowed. "I don't think I'm capable of surviving such a loss."
She nodded, wiping a tear from her cheek. "Cassius visited today."
"I know."
She sighed. "He told me things… about you. About Ara."
"Did he touch you?"
"No," Genesis whispered. "But one day soon, he will. He touches all the human mates."
I scowled. "So he told you…"
"To test them."
"Yes."
"I'm going to pass."
"Alright."
"You don't believe me?" She pulled her hand away.
I sighed and focused on the road ahead of me. "I have no reason not to believe you."
Genesis let out a loud sigh. "Do you think the only reason you love me is because I'm related to Ara?"
"No." The entire idea was ridiculous. "Not only was she horribly selfish — something I've finally come to terms with — but you're nothing like her. Besides, you don't stop and stare at yourself every time you see your own damn reflection."
"Thanks to my mother," Genesis mumbled.
"That's it." I pulled the car over, forced it into park, and reached for Genesis. With a growl, I tugged her body across the console and into my lap. "She did you no favors. That woman was no mother to you. A weaker female would have crippled beneath that type of emotional scarring. I should have killed her for what she put you through."