Blood Oath (Shifters Unlimited Prequels Book 1) by KH LeMoyne

Author:KH LeMoyne [LeMoyne, KH]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Digital Crystal Press
Published: 2017-10-10T04:00:00+00:00

11

The cottage Vendrick loaned them for the night was more along the lines of what Gillian considered a rather large estate. Two stories, stone exterior, and— “Seven bedrooms,” she leaned over the balcony and shouted down to Callum. “It’s enough to hold us and our six children.”

“Just what you’ve always wanted.” He tried for a smile, though his face creased without the characteristic dimple and light in his eyes. Still, it was better than the taut expression he’d held for the last hour of their train ride. Whatever Vendrick had done might be shielding Callum from being tracked by the enforcers, but she’d bet her eyetooth Karndottir had found another way to make her mate suffer.

She sauntered down the stairs and slid by Callum on her way to the kitchen. She picked up his audible swallow as she purposefully brushed her backside along the front of his trousers. Good. He should be yearning for her as she was for him. Let him think about easing that craving while she checked out the rest of the house supplies. They’d placed the fresh milk, a loaf of bread, eggs, and butter from the farmer next door into the fancy icebox in the kitchen.

She flipped open the pantry doors and stared in awe at a room the size of her mother’s kitchen back home. Fully stocked crocks of pickled—well, everything—lined the floor. Along with baskets of apples, potatoes, and other root vegetables. Strings of braided onions and garlic hung from hooks in the ceiling. Rows of canned fruit and vegetables lined several shelves. Smaller bins with lids were labeled flour, sugar, and cornmeal. No doubt, in a house like this, there had to be meat somewhere.

Damnation, she thought, her lips pursed. No excuse not to cook. Not that she had a clue how. Her mother had tried but given up once Gillian had set her sights on Callum and he’d made no secret of the fact he didn’t need a woman who cooked. Though he always praised her mother’s cooking, he’d also made no pretense of hiding the fact that Gillian was the one for him just the way she was. From then on, her mother had set her free to spend her time studying medical books.

She’d done her fair share of chores. Laziness wasn’t in her blood. She’d also earned a decent wage working for Doc, earnings she’d put right into her mother’s expenses jar.

She even dabbled in domesticity, once. By accident, she’d realized suturing a wound looked an awful lot like her mother’s embroidery stitches. She’d learned at her mother’s side how to master all the different knots and ties, which lasted for the better part of a month. One only needed so much experience before stitches were second nature. Just keep her away from the kitchen.

Callum’s firm hands pivoted her toward a seat at the table. “Sit. I can whip something up.”

“I’m not sure my stomach can stand you bringing in fresh game.” She gave him her best smile. “Just saying.

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