Lone by Rowan McBride

Author:Rowan McBride [McBride, Rowan]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

The seatbelt light dimmed, followed by the ding of a synthetic bell.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, the captain has turned off the seatbelt sign, and it is now safe to move about the cabin.

However, we recommend that you keep your seatbelt fastened while seated.”

Safe to move about the cabin, but not safe to have the belt unfastened while sitting. His hand locked to his buckle, Seth closed his eyes and opened his senses to search for Nightkin once again. Just a seer. That was all. There was a witch somewhere behind him, but a witch’s magic harmonized with the environment—whether natural or technological—and was 137

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relatively safe. A Nightkin’s magic, however, could make the plane fall out of the sky.

But there was only a seer. Nothing to worry about. A seer’s magic was contained entirely within the body, and wasn’t a danger to sensitive equipment. He took a deep breath, and turned his head to look at Rafe.

Sleeping, with his head propped against the window.

The peaceful sight couldn’t fool him. His face looked tight, strained, as if his troubles wouldn’t grant him repose, even in dreams.

Seth’s fault. Again.

After Dorian had said those things to him yesterday, he’d sprinted back to their hotel room. Rafe had tried to get him to talk, to tell him what was wrong, but Seth had only wanted Rafe’s warmth. Rafe’s light.

When Rafe pressed him for information, Seth shifted and took what he wanted.

It wasn’t forced sex, exactly. At first, Rafe tried to get him to return to his human form, but he never actually asked him to stop. Seth lost himself—biting, scratching, trying to crawl inside of the big man. He’d pushed Rafe further than any human deserved, and Rafe had taken it all, despite his fear. All he asked afterward was for Seth to tell him what happened.

Such a simple, tender price.

Seth couldn’t pay it.

So now Rafe slept. Exhausted. Wan.

Drained, just as Dorian had warned. Dorian had warned of other things, as well.

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Hunters were coming. Elite assassins, trained specifically to kill Ravagers. They always came in threes—one vampire, one warlock, one werewolf. They never gave up, not until they were reduced to dust, then another set would come. Since the Hunters didn’t know his real name or exactly what he looked like, it was usually easy to evade them for a while. Indefinitely if he could just manage to stay out of trouble, keep himself from shifting. He doubted they could track him to Iowa, not without Dorian’s instruction.

At least, that’s what he told himself. Perhaps he lied in order to stay with Rafe.

“Hello.”

Seth glanced at a little girl standing in the aisle. She was African-American, wearing a pale pink dress that matched the barrettes in her hair. She couldn’t have been more than six years old.

And she was a seer.

“Hello,” he said cautiously.

She curled her hands over the armrest. “You’re my brother.”

Seth couldn’t help smiling. “No,” he told her gently. “You and I are kin.”

She leaned forward, as if sharing a secret with him. “I felt you.

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