Available [Marked 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Downs Jana

Author:Downs, Jana [Downs, Jana]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2013-01-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Bradley wasn’t prepared for what he found at his apartment. The tiny studio above the hardware store was indeed wrecked. The words hadn’t been enough preparation for the sheer devastation of the room. His mattress had been upturned, his clothes strewn, and his pictures of friends smashed. However, that wasn’t what caught his attention. His paints, canvases, and brushes were bits of litter on the floor. Tears of rainbow-colored paint were smeared over the hardwood, and the broken glass from the windows added a crystalline texture to the ruined space. The last five years of his artwork was gone.

Ryan made the mistake of picking up one of the broken canvases. The sound of ripping canvas reached Bradley’s ears, and he whipped around. “Don’t touch anything!” he screamed, furious at the shifter for touching his broken things. “I might be able to repair that if you don’t break it irreparably!”

“Sweet, this is trash,” Ryan said, apologetically. “It’s done. It’s ripped practically in half, and there is not a way to restretch the canvas and make the repair unnoticeable. Do you have the original sketches? Maybe you can duplicate it.”

The shock of Ryan’s apparent knowledge of his art momentarily banked his anger. “You know how to stretch canvas?”

Ryan shrugged. “Yeah. What do you think I went to school for? I was a Fine Arts major. I interned at the shop all four years, and for my senior exhibition I did a gallery showing where I stenciled and tattooed fourteen people along with still exhibitions of tattoo photographs and several large canvas paintings. I knew I was a beta, and as such, by pack law, I have to be one of the ones able to perform any marking for any pack member at any time.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m sorry for your loss, but if you yell at me again, we’re going to have a problem.”

Bradley nodded his acknowledgment of the statement and knelt beside his mattress. His sketchbook was halfway under a downed glass of water that he’d apparently had on his nightstand. “No,” he whispered. “I don’t even have the sketches. They ruined everything.” He swallowed, untold amounts of misery swamping him. To anyone else it might’ve seemed silly, but that was only because they didn’t understand. He’d poured his soul into these sketches, paintings, and charcoals. They had been every expression of who he was.

“Do you have anything at school?” Ryan asked.

“A few pieces that are going to be in my senior exhibition. My professor keeps the big canvases in his office.” That was something at least. He hadn’t lost everything. He raised his eyes. He hadn’t lost his pieces of Ryan. “I don’t know where to start cleaning this up.” He looked around helplessly.

“There is a cleaning service we can use,” Ryan said as Bradley started the slow spiral into renewed panic. “I’ll call them. Gather what you can and try to find a bag to put it in. Whatever you don’t have, we’ll buy at the store later.

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