The Jaguar's Consort by Aliyah Burke

Author:Aliyah Burke [Burke, Aliyah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sensual Romance Publishing

“Dude’s fucking crazy, Sel.” Dianna put her Glock away. “Hot as all get out, I totally get why you wanted to fuck him. Which by the way, I want to know how it went.”

Selena hurt. Deep in her chest, she had this ache of pain, like a slow ripping from the inside out. She rubbed the spot but it didn’t help. “Thanks for coming, guys. I don’t know why but I panicked when he said those things.”

“Because normal people don’t talk that way. You don’t take someone to a different country and tell them not to have money. We all know it’s important to be able to leave, if something doesn’t work out. And he didn’t seem to want you to have that option.” Jo rubbed her shoulders and led her to where she’d made some hot cocoa.

Curling her hands around the airline mug she’d gotten from work, she allowed the warmth to sink into her, doing a meager attempt to heat her up when her insides were so chilled. I can’t be feeling like this because he is long gone from my place. Can I?

Despite not wanting to believe it, the passing of each second increased the hollow feeling within her, making her wonder all the more about his words. “Thank you for coming,” she told her friends as she sat at the kitchen table.

“You sent up the bat signal,” Emily quipped. “Makes it easy to forget you smell like sex.”

She nearly snorted her cocoa. “Glad we’re not bringing up my smell.”

Dianna sat beside her, the cop expression on her face. “Okay, tell me about this guy. It’s obvious you trusted him some for you let him in here and have been in all day. What else is going on?”

She drummed her fingers on the maple table. “Do you remember those stories my dad used to tell us about seeing men who could shift their shape?”

The others joined her at the table with their own drinks. They had cold beverages but for her, the comfort had always been hot cocoa. Emily set down a plate of icebox cookies. Another comfort for her.

“I do,” Jo replied clinking the ice in her glass. The other two echoed her. “We used to laugh about it and think he was crazy.”

“Now, I’m not so sure.”

They stopped and stared at her. “What?” Dianna asked.

“He said he was a shifter.”

“Well, there are people who claim to be vampires as well.”

“Not like that, Emily.” She took a sip. “He means like a shifter. He said I was his mate.” If it hadn’t been these women, she never would have said a word but they knew her, were her best friends. If she couldn’t trust them, there wasn’t anyone she could.

“His mate?” Jo shook her head. “What the fuck does that mean?”

“That we belong together. He mentioned skin boon and he’s got this—” She snapped her fingers, “—glyph that when I touch it, it moves.”

They shared a look amongst themselves.

Selena waited.

“Most tattoos will move when the person’s skin moves.

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