Rebel's Karma by Rebecca Zanetti

Author:Rebecca Zanetti
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lyrical Press
Published: 2021-05-06T01:23:55+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Benny burned for the stubborn female in his guest room. The way she’d stood up to him earlier about returning to Kurjan territory was plain and simply sexy as hell. Karma might’ve practiced meekness for the last century to survive, but the female had a will of iron. Man, he liked that. In fact, he liked her.

He tipped back another glass of Scotch and headed outside to stare at the moon so he wouldn’t knock on her door. She was an innocent, and the things he wanted to do to her, with her, were anything but pure. She was an old-fashioned lady, and she wouldn’t consider a short-term fling. In addition, she apparently had two little girls. He had no clue what to do with little kids. No doubt he’d scare the heck out of them just by being himself.

He rubbed his chest and took a seat on his sprawling deck, admiring the way the moon glinted off the sleepy river. It was fall, the river had slowed down, and he liked this place. Mercy had left after helping him with a project, and now he wished she’d stayed for a while to talk.

Ragged breath sounded, and he moved to the edge of the deck to see Garrett running along the river. The kid stopped. “Scotch?”

“Yep.” Benny ducked inside for the bottle and another glass, joining his friend on the deck. “You’ve been running for the last four hours?” It had to be about midnight.

“Yeah. We couldn’t find Sam, so I thought I’d take a break before Logan and I came to blows. We’re not going to find Sam tonight.” Even though his tone was casual, Garrett’s eyes were tortured.

Benny handed over a full glass of Glenfiddich.

Garrett accepted and dropped into the adjacent wooden deck chair, his bare chest and black gym shorts sweaty. While the fusing of his torso wasn’t visible from the front, the back looked like a massive tattoo of solid ribs. “Thanks.”

Benny sat. “Kid, you need to tell me what’s going on.”

Garrett downed half of the glass. “I’m middle-aged for a human, Ben. Maybe it’s time to stop calling me ‘kid’.”

Middle age for a human was still young, very young, for an immortal. “We’re brothers now, and I’ve never had a younger brother until you and Logan survived the Seven ritual.” God, it had been difficult watching them both barely make it through the devastating journey. “I’d like to keep the ‘kid’ for a while.” Though he’d stop if Garrett insisted.

“You do you,” Garrett muttered, taking another deep drink.

“Thanks.” Benny grinned and sipped, eyeing the young Kayrs. He looked remarkably like his father. Talen had the same wide chest and ripped muscles, and they both had an air of being relaxed even when they were ready to spring into action. “Doesn’t your dad have the ability to halt the enemy in battle?”

“Yep,” Garrett said. “Before you ask, I’m finally developing it, which is pretty cool. Dad said he didn’t learn how until he was older, so we’ve been working on it when we get together.

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