Phoenix Spy by TJ Nichols

Author:TJ Nichols [Nichols, TJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-02T14:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

History had never been his favorite subject, and reading through dry accounts of the Coven’s past was not changing his opinion. It wasn’t even distracting him from the lust. That’s what he was calling it, given that it felt as though he’d been half-hard since the not-a-hookup on the sofa.

He couldn’t even rustle up some low-level annoyance about being brushed off. All he had was hurt because he didn’t know what he’d done. He was beginning to think it wasn’t about him but Dalmon’s reluctance to be bound—which he could understand. Not that a man like Dalmon could ever really be bound. Holding on to that amount of power would be fatal. If not for the pull of the bond between them, he wouldn’t even be thinking about getting him naked.

He paused and realized that while he’d read the last couple of paragraphs, he hadn’t taken any of it in. “I need a coffee.”

The shifter at the door didn’t even acknowledge that he’d spoken. He stood and stretched, which drew the man’s gaze, but he didn’t move. If he strolled over to Dalmon’s desk, would the shifter stop him? He was tempted to give it a go to have something to do.

His heartbeat quickened as he eyed the desk.

Then the door to the office opened, and Dalmon was walking in as if everything was fine. Got to keep up the act in front of the employees, right?

Lucian didn’t even notice his guard step outside and shut the door, but he was suddenly aware they were alone. Dalmon put his laptop and files on his desk.

“You haven’t snooped.”

“Why would I?” Aside from getting your attention. “How can you tell?”

“Wards.”

Were there scorch marks on the files?

A curl of flame formed along Dalmon’s jaw. Even though it would burn, Lucian wanted to lick it.

“We need to talk.” Dalmon rested his butt on his desk.

Lucian didn’t step around his own desk to move closer, even though that’s what he wanted. His toes curled in his shoes as though it would keep him in place. “Yeah. The other night…I don’t know what happened.”

Well, he did. He’d stopped thinking about anything but wanting to feel Dalmon rub up against him.

“The bond wants to form.” Dalmon glanced away. “I thought a little space would help, but it’s only made it worse.” Flames crawled over his knuckles. “For me, anyway.”

“My magic is…I don’t know. Hopefully doing its thing? Not being near you hurts. I thought I’d done something wrong.”

Dalmon shook his head and sighed. “Not this time.”

“What does that mean?”

He was silent for several heartbeats. “That we have been mates before, in another life.”

Lucian wanted to laugh, but Dalmon wasn’t smiling. “How would you even know that?”

“Because of what I am. It ended badly. You did something, and I sent you away, and you were killed.”

“But that would mean you also died.” What the fuck had he done to be sent away? Was he a shit in every life?

“Yes. I won’t be able to unravel it until I go home, which I can’t do at the moment because of everything else that’s going on.

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