Forged in Steele [Brac Village 8] (Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Hagen Lynn

Author:Hagen, Lynn [Hagen, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Romance
Published: 2013-06-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Steele had never been more embarrassed in his life. He was naked, cradled in Diablo’s arms, and the seven leaders were staring at them, some smiling, others looking confused as hell.

He pushed at Diablo’s chest until his mate released him. If he was going to face his most embarrassing moment, he was going to do it standing upright.

“Well,” Maverick began as he cleared his throat, a smile twisting his lips. “I had no idea that Christian was providing entertainment.”

“And here I sit.” Dante joined in on Steele’s mortification. “Not a dollar bill on me.”

“Enough,” Christian said firmly as he stood. “Is the Hunter in my home?”

This wiped the smile from every man’s face. “What Hunter?” Zeus asked.

His question was answered when the Hunter popped into Christian’s office, wielding his sword over his head. Chaos broke out, the leaders all jumping into action as Diablo grabbed Steele. Before his mate could open up a portal, Steele shifted and jumped in front of Diablo as the Hunter grabbed for the dragon shifter.

Steele yowled when the Hunter grabbed him by his throat and slung him across the room. He slammed into the wall and then unceremoniously hit the floor. Steele was ready to tear the bastard’s throat out.

That shit had hurt.

Steele pushed to his feet, ready to get back into the fight when a wave of nausea hit him. He stumbled and fell back down. The only thing he could do was watch the Ultionem battle. Steele had never seen a more impressive sight—aside from seeing Diablo naked. The ones who possessed the ability to shift had stayed in their human forms. The vampires bared their fangs as they fought. The demon leader, Nazaryth, and Ahm fought with honed skills that reminded Steele of ancient warriors.

The Hunter was losing. Steele could see this. The creature cut his losses and vanished. Diablo was at his side in seconds. “Are you hurt?” His hands ran over Steele’s fur, checking for wounds.

Steele tried to stand again, but only managed to slump back down.

“I think he has a concussion,” Dante said. “Since he is in his shifter form already, he just needs a few minutes.”

Diablo spun, baring his fangs at Dante. “You don’t have to sound so technical. This is my mate we’re talking about.”

For a moment Steele thought the two were going to go head-to-head. Dante glared venomously at Diablo. His mate shot daggers at Dante.

Christian held up his hand. “Dante has not found his mate. You cannot hold it against him that he sounds so clinical.”

Dante’s head snapped toward Christian. “I do not need you to fight my battles.” The vampire was gone in the blink of an eye.

“Well, this is too much excitement for me.” Ahm walked to the office door. “I have a daughter waiting for her father. Later.”

“It still amuses me that the Keebler Elf is distantly related to you, Christian,” Maverick said as he headed toward the door. “I have to go play mayor. Peace out.”

The room slowly began to empty.

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