Markon's Claim: A SciFi Shifter Romance (The Last Alphas of Thracos Book 2) by Marina Maddix

Author:Marina Maddix [Maddix, Marina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-11-03T04:00:00+00:00

Thoughts whispered through my foggy brain like a light breeze. The seed of an idea took root, but I couldn’t really trust myself at the moment. I tucked it away to think about after my head cleared, and hummed along lazily with the simple tune, totally and completely relaxed.

16

Markon

I woke before dawn with a sour taste in my mouth. Another night of fitful sleep, wondering what, if anything, was going on between Natalie and Jorek. Seeing them huddled so close together had nettled me, naturally, but the way she’d dismissed me when I gave her the flowers cut me to the quick. Not just as alpha of the Hill tribe but as a man.

Staring through the darkness at the roof, I waited for light to filter into the hut, but I itched with tension. My beast yearned to be set loose, and a run through the forest might work off the nervous energy. I was half-worried I’d end up in Jorek’s hut, tearing him limb from limb, but lying there thinking about her any longer wasn’t an option.

Might as well touch base with Solan while I was at it. I scratched out a quick note for him to meet me at the river, tied it to the leg of my fastest message jay and watched it disappear into the darkness of the pre-dawn forest.

Releasing my beast satisfied the itch I’d been resisting since yesterday. The transformation felt like a good stretch after a long, restful sleep. My fingers melded into giant paws tipped with long claws. I could feel my canines lengthen as my mouth and nose stretched into a thick muzzle. My back tickled as a ridge popped through fur and muscle. With a roll of my shoulders, I dropped to all fours and shook until the last thing moving was my long, full tail.

As I suspected it would, my beast’s slavering muzzle pointed toward the tiny hut Jorek slept in with a low snarl, but I steered it toward the woods. It grumbled but didn’t put up much fuss. I pushed harder and faster, hoping to relieve some of the anxiety brewing inside me.

By the time the river that separated our territories came into view, I was no closer to understanding what Natalie wanted, but the lather coating my fur felt refreshing. I pulled my beast back in, and sat on a log next to the river and waited for Solan.

“What took you so long, Markon?” said a voice behind me.

“Funny,” I laughed, as Solan sat next to me. “I thought I’d beat you.”

“A Hill Warg beat the alpha of the Valley tribe? Never!”

Our relationship had evolved from wary informants to actual friends, at least for my part. Solan’s good-natured teasing reminded me of how my brother used to taunt me. A stab of guilt and regret pierced my heart. I missed Thrane.

“So,” he said, settling himself next to me, “what’s up?”

“I just wanted to let you know that Natalie and Jorek are alive and well.”

He nodded. “Glad to hear it.

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