Feather and Scroll (The Shifter Chronicles 11) by M.D. Grimm

Author:M.D. Grimm
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: shapeshifter, psychic, shapeshifting, bird shifter, shifter mate, shifter love
Publisher: M.D. Grimm

Chapter Nine

Viktor was livid. His fear and anger tangled in a chaotic mess, and he wasn’t sure what he was capable of just then. All he could do was take it one step at a time. They arrived back at his home, and Viktor carried an unconscious Jin into the house and to the guest bedroom, then set him gently on the bed. Pan hid the car in the garage. It was astonishing such a fierce storm could be controlled by such a slight man.

Viktor went to his own room and quickly dried himself before pulling on some pants and a shirt. He winced and grunted as his body protested every movement. His neck was his sorest point, and he gently touched it, remembering the terrifying sensation of being choked. Along with the red bruises on his neck, there was a massive bruise forming on his ribs from where Kirk had kicked him, but it only hurt when he moved. Or breathed. He grimaced. Mostly he was stiff and sore over his entire body. He took some aspirin and hoped that helped. His hawk ruffled his feathers and clicked his beak in rage, but Viktor felt the exhaustion. There would be no revenge anytime soon.

Pan hobbled in not long after and immediately went to Jin. Viktor was silent as Pan cared for Jin, and a surge of jealousy rose up to tangle with the fear and the anger. He clenched his fists and wanted to punch the wall. Pan had controlled his hawk like a fucking puppet. He wanted answers. He wanted them now.

Pan finally straightened from the bed, and with a sigh, he turned and met Viktor’s gaze. Then, to Viktor’s shock, Pan’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he collapsed. Frozen for only a moment, Viktor dropped next to Pan and pulled him into his arms.

“Pan? Pan, wake up! Klyanus’ Bogom.” Viktor patted Pan’s cheek, but nothing worked. Somehow Pan had managed to control himself long enough to take care of Jin. Then he simply succumbed to exhaustion.

Viktor pressed his face into Pan’s hair and took a deep breath, rocking them both. He murmured words in Russian, not really knowing or caring what he said. His heart contracted with emotion, and it was a relief to hear Pan’s breathing and feel his chest move.

The scene vividly returned to his mind, and he allowed it. He let himself relive it all: the terror, the shock, the thirst for revenge. He hoped he’d killed that fucking knight. He also remembered his pride and awe at the agents’ courage, and the sheer power emanating from both of them was humbling. It had been nearly impossible to navigate that storm as a hawk, and he was forced to shift a block away and then run to the battle.

Taking a deep breath, he lifted Pan into his arms and carried him to his bedroom. Then he cared for him because what else could he do?

Without a qualm, Viktor stripped Pan

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