The Wanderers: Nameless - Book One by Nikki Robb

Author:Nikki Robb [Robb, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-04-27T16:00:00+00:00

Her scent was still strong, each time the wind caressed me, a cloud of her minty aroma wafted up to my nostrils and I hardened instantly. Her kiss was fucking wicked. I’d never felt so out of control before. Never felt so overcome by mindless attraction.

And yet, still no mate bond.

Although, she didn’t bleed today.

To our kind, you must scent someone’s blood for the mate bond to snap into place. So logically, last night, when she was bleeding after her encounter with that piece of shit, it should have happened. It didn’t.

So why, even with this impossible-to-refute proof staring back at me, was I so fucking positive that this woman was mine? How was it that my entire body, every fucking nerve ending sang when I was around her if she wasn’t my mate? How am I already missing her after leaving her only five minutes ago, if I don’t belong to her?

Mate or not, I am Athena’s. And she is mine.

My eyes drift to my side, Laz had been quietly walking alongside me. Their anger was pretty potent, I didn’t need Orpheus and his ability to confirm that. I shouldn’t have kissed her, not without talking to Laz first, but they knew the moment that they walked away to retrieve her bag that they were giving me permission. Whether they knew it or not. Still, I couldn’t help the guilt that was tugging at my subconscious. Samara walked ahead of us, her eyes scanning the street names, leading us to the address that Orpheus sent over.

“Laz…” I started, but they put up a hand.

“Not out here, ok? I am barely keeping myself together as it is, I don’t need to shift and go all Dracula on your ass in broad daylight in front of our new neighbors.” I smirked at that. I’ve been with The Wanderers for a long time. I have seen Laz when they are angry, like irredeemably angry, and that usually manifests itself in a sort of quiet simmering rage. Silence before the storm and all that. So the fact that they were speaking to me at all at that moment told me that I had not broken us beyond repair.

I watched my friend as Samara turned down a driveway. Trying to place myself in their shoes. If I had walked away to get her bag, would she have kissed them? Did she feel the same pull toward Laz as she did for me? If she had, and I’d walked back to see them locked in a passionate embrace would I have been able to stop myself from tearing them off of her? I’m not sure. The pent-up rage in their closed fist at their side told me that I was one wrong word away from having to spar with my friend. I pushed that thought away and followed Samara. There was a rental car in the driveway. Smart, wouldn’t want the neighbors to think we run everywhere. Orpheus thinks of everything.

The moment we stepped through the front door and it closed behind us, Laz was on me.

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