Body and Soul: A Dark MM Romance (Wayward Sons Book 4) by L Eveland

Author:L Eveland [Eveland, L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grim Cat Press
Published: 2024-11-21T00:00:00+00:00

The driver took us back to the closed restaurant. While he and Keres traded barbs, I ignored them, exhausted. I went straight to Shepherd’s SUV, curled up in the back seat.

I’d started the evening with such high hopes, dreams of a perfect date with a man I was growing to care for and trust. Instead, we’d gotten kidnapped and threatened, and to top it all off, I’d learned Shepherd was some sort of vigilante murderer. Tonight’s events left me feeling raw and hurt, and I just wanted it to be over.

Keres slid into the seat beside me, his presence both comforting and unnerving. His hand rested tentatively on my shoulder. I flinched but leaned into the touch, craving the connection I shared with Shepherd.

“Eli,” Keres said. When I didn’t respond, he growled it at me. “Eli, look at me.”

I forced myself to meet Keres' gaze, his intense brown eyes—like Shepherd's but with something more feral. He studied my face, hand heavy on my shoulder, and though I wanted to look away, I held his stare. I owed him that much.

“You're afraid,” Keres stated, his deep voice rumbling through the confines of the SUV. It wasn't a question. He could read me like an open book, just as Shepherd always could. “Of me. Of Shepherd.”

I swallowed hard past the lump in my throat. Fear churned in my gut, but it warred with a strange sense of safety in Keres' presence. He'd protected me, even if his methods were brutal and shocking. I didn't know how to reconcile the Shepherd I'd come to trust and care for with the man who apparently hunted down and killed criminals in cold blood.

“I don't know what to think,” I rasped out, my voice hoarse. “Shepherd, he... you...” I trailed off, unsure how to put my swirling thoughts into words.

Keres' grip tightened on my shoulder before he sighed, letting go. He ran a hand through his hair, so like Shepherd, it made my chest ache. “It’s not what you think, Eli. We have a code. We only go after the worst—rapists, murderers, human traffickers. The ones the law can't or won’t touch.”

I shook my head, trying to wrap my mind around it all. “But you're still killing people. Playing judge, jury, and executioner. How is that right?” My voice rose with each word until I was nearly shouting.

“You think what happened to you was right?” Keres snarled, his upper lip curling. “What those sick fucks at the Children of the Light did to you? To me and Shepherd when we were kids?”

The reminder of the abuse I'd suffered, that Shepherd had apparently endured too, made bile rise in my throat. I swallowed it down, my hands clenching into fists. “Of course not. But that doesn't mean—”

“What punishment do you think Father Ezekiel will face if he’s caught?”

I swallowed. “Prison?”

“Where he gets a bed, a shower, a library, and three meals a day, rent free,” Keres growled. “Arresting him will only make him a martyr. He and his kind are a cancer that must be cut out.

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