Through the Veil by Shiloh Walker

Author:Shiloh Walker [Walker, Shiloh]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Paranormal
ISBN: 9780425222478
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2008-06-02T23:00:00+00:00

EIGHT

“Lee.”

It was hours later and Lee was too damn tired to deal with Kalen or his moods, but it was pretty damn clear he didn’t care. Lee could all but feel the heat of his anger beating the air around her. The afternoon she’d spent avoiding him hadn’t seemed to cool his temper in the slightest.

Damn. Just ten more feet and she would have made it inside and she could have collapsed onto the bed, feigned sleep. After a minute or two, she wouldn’t have had to feign anything. Lee was tired enough that she knew within a few minutes of being horizontal, she would have been dead to the world. “I’m tired, Kalen. I don’t feel like talking.”

“Too bad,” he snarled. His hand came down on her neck and he squeezed. Lee tried to keep walking, but he’d stopped, and that unrelenting grip on her neck wasn’t letting go. He wasn’t hurting her, but he wasn’t going to budge either.

She recognized the futility of struggling, and rather than suffer the indignity of trying and failing, she just stood there. “What do you want?”

He glanced around and scowled. Too many people were watching them without really appearing to. Lee could feel their eyes on them, and now self-consciousness piled on top of anger. “Not here,” he muttered.

Anger chased away the weight of exhaustion, and the second the door closed behind them, she said, “If you don’t take your damn hand off me, I’m going to bite you.”

His head lowered, and he rumbled into her ear, “Go ahead. I’ll bite back . . . but first . . .”

Jealousy had a good, tight hold on Kalen, and even though common sense told him he was overreacting, he couldn’t stop. He kept replaying those moments over and over in his mind: Morne bent over Lee while she stared at him with a look akin to fascination. Their focus on each other had been complete. For a few moments, nothing else had existed, not the war, not the world around them and not Kalen.

He wasn’t sure what pissed him off the most, Morne touching her—or that complete and utter focus that blinded them to all else. He’d known Morne for years—the enigmatic stranger had appeared in their midst years ago. Mistrustful of the man at first, Kalen had slowly gotten to know him, grown to trust him.

Kalen also knew his people. Women went nuts over Morne. It was almost like there was something inside the man that called to women. Even in the middle of war, the man wouldn’t ever have to spend a moment alone if he didn’t want to.

Morne barely seemed to notice. Kalen could count on one hand how many times he’d seen the man voluntarily touch anybody unless he was doing a healing. So why in the name of the saints was the bastard touching Lee?

When Kalen had stumbled upon them, there was something weird hanging in the air. Some odd, intangible connection.

He had only touched her face. Morne’s hand cupping her cheek, his fingers pushed inside her hair, their faces close but not touching.

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