Clawed (Were-Soldier Warriors Book 1) by Kym Dillon

Author:Kym Dillon [Dillon, Kym]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kym Dillon
Published: 2017-05-30T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

"I have something to show you," Marcus said the next day.

Jessica was back on solid ground again, and for all the travails of the day before and the hunger that was gnawing viciously at her belly, felt oddly fit and ready.

"All right," she said, and she wondered what he could possibly have been reluctant to divulge about after revealing that he was a werepanther.

He stood in front of her, and he made a strange motion reaching up over one shoulder to tug at something that wasn't there. He wasn't even wearing his pack yet, and for a moment, Jessica wondered what she was meant to see.

Then, his arm came down and somehow his hand wasn't empty. Jessica was aware that she was gaping like a fool, but there was nowhere the jeweled sword in his hand could have been, nowhere it could have been hidden that she would not have seen.

It was a gorgeous blade; the morning sun twinkled off its length, and even from where she stood, she could see that it was wickedly sharp. The cross-guard was made of cold sullen iron, but there were golden gems expertly set there. They made her think of cats' eyes, glinting in the dark. The hilt was wrapped tight in black leather, and it looked as if it had been made to fit Marcus's large hand.

"What is that?" she whispered, and Marcus smiled at her grimly.

"A weapon," he said, "and perhaps the finest of its dwindling kind. You never saw it because I didn't want you to, and that's just one of the powers that possesses. There are others, perhaps many others. I don't know all of them. Frankly, I'm not sure I want to know them."

Jessica tore her eyes from the blade, wondering for a moment if there was something supernaturally compelling about it. Once he had drawn it, she had wanted, almost needed to look at it, and suddenly Jessica could imagine standing, eyes wide, as that gleaming length swept down on her.

"Why do you have it?"

He hesitated, and then he shrugged.

"Because it is an ancient shifter weapon that cannot fall into the wrong hands," he said. "It'll be invisible for me when I want it to be, which allows me to continue on my mission of transporting it across Tanzania to a sanctuary where it can be properly protected."

"That's why you didn't want any company on this trip," she said, and Marcus surprised her with a smile.

"I would have changed my mind if I had known you," he promised.

He sheathed the sword on his back again, and to her fascination, it disappeared. She couldn't see any weight rumpling his clothes or altering his stride. It wasn't just invisible, it was as if it was gone.

She reached for the place where it should have been, but Marcus grabbed her hand, stopping her. He soothed the suddenness of his motion with a kiss to her palm, shaking his head.

"Better not. I don't understand the damned thing. No one really does.

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