Dark Rider (36 page)

“It will take time. These people are not fond of me, either. Can’t you ask her?”

Lani had committed herself to this ball to help Josette. Cassie knew Lani would not complain. “No.”

Josette shrugged. “Then I’ll find out.” She drifted off into the crowd.

Cassie immediately felt isolated without Josette’s comforting presence. She was surrounded by strangers—glittering, alien. She wanted to run away. The women’s glances were shocked and disdainful, and the men did not meet her eyes at all. Her gaze searched the crowd for Bradford, but he was deep in conversation with a golden-haired young man in a corner.

And Jared was once more standing beside Lady Carradine in the foyer.

She met his gaze and recognition rippled through her. How could he dare look at her with such lust and possessiveness when he stood beside that woman? Her desolation was submerged by a flare of anger. These fine ladies would not accept her, but their men should not prove difficult. Men were seldom guided by anything but their bodies. She had no experience at the game herself, but she had spent years watching Lihua practice her mating skills. She deliberately
looked away from Jared and sought out the golden-haired young man to whom Bradford was speaking. She waited until she caught his eye, then smiled.

The young Adonis broke off what he was saying to Bradford.

Good. She half lowered her lashes and ran her tongue lightly over her lower lip.

The young man was coming toward her.

She slanted a quick glance at Jared. Yes, no doubt about it, he had witnessed the little charade, and it had infuriated him. She felt a surge of fierce satisfaction. It would not hurt to goad him a little more.

She looked around the room to choose another man.

“Stop watching her, Jared,” Bradford said in a low voice as he handed his nephew a glass of punch. “You’re causing more stir than she is. After all, it’s only a gown.”

“You know better.” She was a scarlet banner that every man in the room wanted to claim. And the bitch was deliberately dipping that banner in invitation. Neither she nor Lani could dance, but that did not hinder pursuit. The two women were at opposite ends of the room, but both were surrounded by men vying for attention.

Let me choose a man to pleasure me
.

“That crystal goblet is going to break if you put any more pressure on it,” Bradford observed. “You’ll get a nasty cut.”

“Then take the damn thing.” He thrust it back into Bradford’s hand. “I didn’t want it anyway.”

“It was better to have a goblet in your hand than a sword.”

“I didn’t have a sword.”

“That didn’t mean you might not acquire one.” He took a sip of punch. “Tell me, whom are you going to call out? Young Fred Monteith? He appears very ardent. Or the Earl of Tempkar? No, he couldn’t put up a very satisfactory fight. He must be almost seventy.”

Jared shot him a sour glance. “You appear to be in fine spirits.”

“Actually, I’m not at all happy at the way things are proceeding,” he said. “But not because of those hounds baying at the moon. It’s probably just as well they’re causing a distraction. I don’t like the set of Lani’s mouth.”

“What?”

“When she’s upset, she holds her lips a little tighter and turns her head with a quick, jerky motion.” He frowned. “Things aren’t going well.”

“I don’t see any sign—”

“But, then, you can’t see anything but a scarlet gown and your own lust. It might do you well to use your head instead of your nether parts for thinking.” He turned to look at him. “Did you ask Cassie why she wore that gown?”

“I didn’t need to ask. Defiance has a voice of its own.”

“And she probably wouldn’t have told you the truth anyway.” He nodded at Lani. “Cassie wouldn’t let her be alone even if it meant being ostracized herself.”

“Very noble.”

“But you don’t want to believe it.”

“I believe she loves Lani.”

“I’m weary of arguing with you,” Bradford said finally. He put his glass down on the banquet table. “I have to go to Lani. She’s definitely upset.”

“And you think she’ll tell you why?”

“Probably not. But she’ll know I’m there supporting her. Please refrain from glaring for the rest of the evening. Some of these guests think I raised you with a modicum of manners.” He started toward the groups surrounding Lani and Cassie. “And you might repair the damage you’ve done by ingratiating yourself to our hostess again. If I’m wrong and all is going splendidly for Lani, we want it to continue.”

Jared moodily glanced across the room at Carolyn Carradine. She was holding court of her own, smiling brightly, talking quickly, too quickly. She was furious. He should follow Bradford’s injunction and go to her.

You would think nothing of going to bed with her
.

He felt another rush of fury as he remembered Cassie’s words. It was true; he had considered the necessity of bedding Carolyn to keep her well-disposed toward Lani, and it would have meant nothing to him. Why should it be otherwise? Carolyn knew the rules, but she had overestimated her influence with Jared.

Sexual desire for him lasted for only the moment and then was gone.

Until Cassie. Until that damnable little savage had come into his life and then had the temerity to tell him she would take another man with the same ease as she had taken him.

Christ.

He wanted to kill her. No, he wanted to kill every one of those libertines gathered around her like bees around honey. If he stood here much longer watching her, he wouldn’t be able to keep himself from going over there and— He turned on his heel and strode across the ballroom toward Carolyn.

The evening was like a pennant shredded to pieces on a battlefield. He would have to retreat and try to save what he could. He would be charming, smooth
Carolyn’s ruffled feathers, and perhaps all would be well.

If anything could go well on this damnable night.

“I have to talk to you,” Josette murmured in Cassie’s ear after she had insinuated herself into the crowd around Cassie. “Slip away from them and come to the punch bowl.”

“I tried to do that an hour ago,” Cassie answered, exasperated. When she had started this game to annoy Jared, she had not realized how irritating she would find it. “They just offer to get me what I want. How do I get away from them? I feel … I feel … smothered.”

Josette chuckled. “I’ll help.” She raised her voice. “Faint? Oh, dear, we must get you outside for some air.” She slid a solicitous arm around Cassie’s waist, dug an elbow into the stomach of one of the young men who had stepped forward in concern. “Sorry.” She whisked Cassie to the French doors a few yards away and out into the garden. She closed the doors with a flourish. “Done. We’ll probably be safe for a few minutes.” She shivered. “If we don’t freeze to death first.”

Cassie drew a deep breath of cold air. “I don’t care. Just so I don’t have to go back in there. What strange mating rituals you have here. The men do nothing but gather around and stare and say sweet words. They don’t even listen. Every time I tried to speak of something of interest, they just laughed.”

“Kapu?”

“The Earl of Tempkar said I should get a nice little mare so that I would come to no harm.” She snorted in disgust. “They’re all idiots.”

“No, but they think we are,” Josette said. “And
they’ll be coming out here any minute. I must speak quickly.”

“Lani?”

She nodded. “Lady Carradine has given Lady Huntley the task she can’t do herself.”

“Which is?”

“Subtle insults, little cuts that bleed but don’t kill. Lady Carradine evidently prepared the way ahead of time. Outwardly she shows her support for Lani and then lets one of her minions stab her and disavows any responsibility. If Lani complains, she’ll tell Jared she did everything possible, but that some people are just intractable.” She added grimly, “It’s much the same indirect way she finds to punish me. She chose an excellent substitute in Lady Huntley. She’s almost as competent at cruelty as her daughter.”

Cassie went rigid. “You’re sure about this?”

“I overheard Lady Huntley telling Lani that she never dreamed savages would ever be permitted within the doors of Carradine House, but that Lady Carradine was such a Christian woman. She had even hired Negroes and those coarse brown creatures from India as servants.” Josette added bitterly, “And her tone dripped honey with every word.”

Cassie’s hands clenched at her sides. A red tide of anger obscured her vision. How dare they hurt Lani? Couldn’t these strangers see what she was? She wanted to strike out, pound them into the ground.

“What did Lani say?”

“Nothing. She only gave her a look that would have shriveled anyone who wasn’t already a husk anyway.” She raised a brow. “Well, what do we do?”

“You don’t do anything. This isn’t your concern.” She whirled and moved toward the French doors. “Stay out of it.”

“Of course it’s my concern. All of this was done for my sake.”

“Then don’t let it go for nothing.” She jerked open the door and entered the ballroom.

“Ah, you’re feeling better,” Freddy said as he approached her. “What a lovely color you have in your cheeks. A bit of air is—”

She swept by him and moved around the edge of the ballroom until she was beside Lani and Bradford. Lani took one glance at her face and said, “No, Cassie.”

“Josette told me.”

“A few more hours and it will be over.”

“I won’t stand for it.”

“Stay out of this. I choose and fight my own battles.”

“You’re not fighting, you’re enduring.”

“It’s not Lady Huntley. She’s only a parrot. Leave it alone, Cassie.”

“The devil I will.” She turned on her heel, moving toward the corner where Carolyn Carradine was standing with Jared. Lani was right, she was the one responsible.

She halted before the woman. “Come outside with me.”

She raised her brows. “I beg your pardon?”

“It’s not my pardon you should beg. Come with me or you’ll regret it.”

“Good heavens, are you threatening me?”

“Not yet. Just warning you.”

“What’s the meaning of this?” Jared asked, frowning.

She ignored him. “Come!” She turned and strode out the front door.

Carolyn Carradine appeared a moment later, followed
by Jared. “It’s freezing out here. This is madness.”

Cassie didn’t even feel the cold. “I know what you told Lady Huntley to do.”

A flicker of expression crossed the woman’s delicate features. “Jared, I don’t know what this is all about. I told Amanda to introduce Madam Deville to our friends while I was doing my duty as hostess.”

“You told her to make a pretense of cordiality but show Lani she was not welcome here.” Cassie added, “In the cruelest possible fashion.”

“You can’t blame me for another woman’s venom.”

“I do blame you. I blame you for your hypocrisy and your small soul and your cruelty.” She took a step forward until she was only inches away. “They called her a savage, but you’re the savage.”

“Carolyn?” Jared asked slowly.

“Lies. She has no proof.”

“No, I have no proof,” Cassie said. “Just Josette’s words and your expression when I confronted you.”

Carolyn smiled. “Then I’m really too chilled to stay out here and listen to this raving.” She started to turn away. “We’ll discuss it later, Jared.”

“No.” Cassie’s hand stopped her. “Not until you’ve made reparation. You can’t hurt Lani and walk away.”

Her lip curled. “And what will you do?”

“I’ll be what you called her. Lani isn’t a savage, but I can be one. She believes in dignity and kindness and turning the other cheek. She’s tried to teach me to do that, but she never succeeded.” Cassie stepped closer, glaring at her. “She never understood the warriors of Kalaniopuu, but I did.”

“Kalaniopuu,” Carolyn repeated. “What rambling is this?”

“Your Captain Cook tried to take the chief Kalaniopuu hostage. Do you know what they did to him?”

“Everyone knows that brave man was killed by savages.”

“Then they cut the flesh off his bones and returned it to his sailors in a sack. That’s what I’ll do to you.”

She shuddered. “You truly are a savage.”

“Yes, and I would not think twice about creeping into your room and butchering you.” The words flowed in a fierce, deadly stream. “Nothing would save you. I’d wait and I’d watch, and when you’d least expect it, I’d strike.”

Carolyn turned pale. “Jared! Stop her.”

“I’m not sure I can,” Jared drawled. “She’s really quite terrifying, isn’t she?”

Cassie paid no attention to him. “You’ll go to Lani and you’ll beg her pardon. You’ll tell her that you know she’s a far finer woman than you’ll ever be. You’ll curtsy to her and—”

“Curtsy?”

“You should grovel on the floor and kiss her feet,” Cassie said fiercely. “If it wouldn’t embarrass Lani, I’d make you do it.”

Carolyn raised her chin. “All of this is nonsense. I’m not afraid of you.”

“Look at me.” Cassie held her gaze. “You should be afraid. This isn’t my world. I’m not guided by your rules. Every time you go to sleep at night, you’ll wonder if you’ll live another day.”

Carolyn shivered and moistened her lips. “She’s mad. Help me, Jared.”

“And have her shred the flesh from my bones? I’d really rather like to keep the two together.”

“Go!” Cassie shoved her toward the door. “Now! I’ll be watching from the doorway.”

Carolyn opened the door and glared venomously over her shoulder. “I’ll never forgive you for letting her do this to me, Jared.” She raised her chin. “Very well, I’ll do it, but this small triumph will do you little good. I have a position here. I’m respected and feared. You are nothing.” She swept across the room toward Lani. She stopped in front of her, hesitated, and then swept Lani a sketchy curtsy.

Lani gazed at her in astonishment.

Carolyn’s words were muttered, but they must have been the right ones, because the guests near the two women wore expressions of bewilderment.

“Satisfied?” Jared asked in Cassie’s ear.

“No, but it will have to do.” She turned on her heel. “I’m leaving this place. I don’t want to be here anymore.”

“No more challenge?” He caught Bradford’s eye across the room and motioned to him. “As I’m no longer welcome here either, I’ll escort you from the premises. Wait outside while I talk to Bradford.”