Rakeym [Shadow Tribe 1] (Siren Publishing: The Lynn Hagen ManLove Collection) by Lynn Hagen

Author:Lynn Hagen
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
Published: 2014-04-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Rakeym tried to turn on his heel and walk away, but it was too late. His mother had already spotted him. She was standing by his front door, a hard edge to her delicate features as she argued with Talon, showing the Sentinel very little respect. Her tongue was as vicious as ever as she unleashed it on the poor man. To Talon’s credit, he stood his ground and didn’t flinch when she made references to his mother that would have anyone else up in arms.

Rakeym had endured that sharp tongue his entire life. “How good to see you, Fayette.” Rakeym gave Talon a nod and the Sentinel moved aside to allow her entrance.

She moved through the front door as if she had every right to be here. Which was the farthest thing from the truth. She of all people should know that Rakeym didn’t like uninvited visitors. But that never stopped her.

“I hear you have a filthy dog.” Her eyes raked over Rakeym in her usual condescending manner, but Rakeym ignored her. Her scathing glances no longer bothered him. They should, but he had stopped caring what she thought eons ago.

“Is there something you wanted, Tyelka?” Rakeym stopped himself from spatting her maternal connection to him. That would only fuel her obstinacy.

Pushing her dark hair from her face, Fayette glanced around the foyer, as if she expected Kelson to come around the corner at any second to sniff at her hand and whimper at her feet. The idea made Rakeym’s lip curl.

“I came to see your pet,” she announced as she tried to get past him, but Rakeym stepped in front of her, blocking her from taking a step further into his home. He towered over her, but that didn’t seem to faze her one bit. Her dark-blue eyes bore into him as she placed her hands on her hips. “Why are you acting like this?”

The scent of alcohol blew up toward his nostrils. She huffed a disgruntled sigh as she once again tried to step around him. Rakeym squared his shoulders. He mentally counted to ten, telling himself that he couldn’t toss her out on her ass—even though the thought was tempting.

But Fayette was damn good at making trouble, and that was the last thing he wanted. Someone had already tried to burn his home down and Rakeym knew the violence would only escalate over time. He was trying to find a solution to his tribe’s hatred, and having a visit from the callous woman was not helping.

“You are drunk, Tyelka,” Rakeym stated. “Go home and rest.”

It was impossible to predict her behavior. Not every encounter he had with his mother went badly. But Rakeym was not willing to allow her to venture further into his home. He had Kelson to consider and he knew his mother would not have a kind word for Rakeym’s mate.

If she ever found out that Kelson was his mate instead of his pet, no doubt a war would probably break out. Rakeym knew she was looking for the smallest reason to have him dethroned—as she called it.

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