Grover [Wounded Hearts 3] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by Fel Fern

Author:Fel Fern
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2017-07-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Mike led the way. They passed by tourist and antique shops. Most of the time, Eric saw the town as a huge hunting ground for potential marks. He realized that was how Jackal had trained all of them to see Cherry Hill. A couple of kids ran past them, laughing, their moms chatting amiably behind them. He realized this was actually a nice little town he could see himself settling down in with a mate and—no.

That wasn’t an option, for guys like him who preyed on the weak and unsuspecting, emptying their pockets like scavengers. Most days, he refused to think about the consequences of his actions. He stole so he and his brother could survive, and when he realized they’d fallen deep into the system Jackal had created, it was too hard to claw their way out.

“What’s wrong?” Grover asked him in a quiet voice, rubbing the pulse at his wrist.

He swallowed, aware his mate could read him like a book and expose the vulnerable parts of him. With Grover, he felt safe, complete. Hard to believe that moments ago, he’d been so terrified, panicked.

“Here we are,” Mike said, nodding to a tiny bar sandwiched between an independent bookstore and an antique shop that specialized in clocks.

Eric would have never noticed the place if Mike had never pointed it out. The sign read “Horny Raccoon.” Mike ushered all of them in. Despite being late afternoon, the bar had a couple of patrons, most of them, his cat confirmed, weren’t human. A couple gave Evan and him curious looks but ignored them after Mike told them to mind their own business.

Mike led them to a booth in the back that sat six. Two other dominant shifters occupied the booth—a tall, muscled, black-hair and green-eyed man in his thirties and another, younger man with gray eyes and bronze-colored hair. He felt Evan stiffen again beside him but didn’t blame his brother, because no matter how you looked at it, these men screamed dangerous, and so did the beasts inside of them.

“That’s Abram, our former commander. That’s Dusty,” Mike introduced.

“Don’t worry, little cats, we don’t bite,” Dusty said, smiling with a show of teeth.

Evan moved closer to Eric.

“Dusty, enough. You’re not helping,” Abram said, along with a couple of gestures. Sign language, Eric realized.

“Want something to drink?” Grover asked him. The jaguar shifter stood by his side, shoulder-to-shoulder, so close to touching, and all Eric wanted to do was rub his head over Grover’s shoulder. Maybe they could go somewhere quiet and Grover could caress him until he calmed down completely.

Shit. It was happening again. Grover shouldn’t affect him this much, but the big jaguar always did. Thank God he found his tongue. “A beer for me, soda for Evan.”

Evan finally glared at him. “A soda, really?”

“Give it a few years, cat,” Mike said. “Dusty, get your ass out of the booth and sit with Abram so the two brothers can be comfortable.”

Dusty grumbled under his breath but slid out. Eric nodded to Evan, who slid in the empty booth.

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