Skin Walkers_King by Susan A. Bliler

Author:Susan A. Bliler [Bliler, Susan A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: stonecrow, werewolves, shapeshifters, montana, skin walkers
ISBN: 9781494254186
Google: pS0XnwEACAAJ
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2013-11-22T15:57:45+00:00

Chapter 19

Tyce watched Briel, not even bothering to be sneaky about it. She lay on the floor with Fena and Wynter, the three of them working on a puzzle. Conn rested on one of the leather sofas drawing lazy circles on Aries’ arm while she quietly read from a hardbound book she’d pulled off one of the book-lined shelves that filled an entire wall. A fire burned brightly in the hearth, and the house smelled of chocolate, because Aries and Fena had made one of his favorites for breakfast, biscuits and chocolate gravy. Apex felt homey, which was odd because he’d built the place from the ground up and adored it, but it had never oozed the warmth and rightness that was currently making his chest feel tight.

Two days. Briel and Fena had been at Apex for two whole days without incident or another attempt at escape. Granted, he’d upped security measures and had a Sentry now stationed on night patrol. However, it didn’t change the fact that Briel hadn’t tried to run off again, or even brought up leaving. While his hope of her staying willingly mounted with each passing day, he himself was starting to diminish. A side effect of the affliction was that, until it was sated, a Walker couldn’t eat or sleep. Consumed with thoughts of claiming his mate, he ignored his own personal needs. No, ignored wasn’t right. ‘Ignored’ implied he had a choice. There wasn’t. He’d eat and sleep if he could, but that’s not how the affliction worked. Mother Nature was a bitch, and she’d designed Walkers to be like rutting elk. The urge to ensure his seed was passed on was all-consuming, forcing him to forego all creature comforts.

He openly leered at Briel. He wished they were alone, so he could slide off his chair and crawl over to her. He’d roll her over and kiss her again, more deeply this time, and in more intimate places. His cock, which had been hard as steel since he’d found her, jerked in response to his thoughts. He couldn’t tear his eyes from her.

Lying on her stomach, her tight, ripped-up jeans hugged her ass and her dainty bare feet were crossed at the ankles. Her short hair brushed shoulders hidden beneath a worn baseball T-shirt.

Fuck, she’s perfect.

His thoughts were interrupted by Shane’s mental nudge.

“Boss, we’ve got a transmission from StoneCrow. Monroe has invited you and Briel to the Estate for a welcoming dinner, and…”

Without preamble, Tyce shot back an immediate, “No!” before severing the connection. He wasn’t playing Monroe’s games. Fucker should’ve known it!

Letting his eyes dip back to Briel, he was surprised by how much just the sight of her soothed him. Granted, she wasn’t what he’d expected, and certainly not what he’d have chosen for himself. She was almost tomboyish in her dress. He’d always imagined his Angel would be elegant and refined, like King’s Lilly or Gauge’s Amanda. Briel was nothing like either. No, his Angel was rough around the edges and so damn cute he couldn’t stop staring at her.

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