Untamed Heart by Ally Blue

Author:Ally Blue [Blue, Ally]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: m/m
Publisher: Samhain
Published: 2009-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

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Leon woke in moonlit darkness. He lay still, surveying his surroundings from under half-closed eyelids.

Everything seemed perfectly normal. Outside, the wind howled through the trees. Rain pelted against the windows. In the little room, nothing stirred. Beside him, Grim lay curled in a ball, the curve of his bare back pressed against Leon’s side.

Leon frowned, wondering what had woken him. He didn’t sense any danger, but something was definitely off. The air felt tense and brittle, as if some sound or movement had recently disturbed the stillness.

Just as Leon decided to get up and check the cabin—and grab a knife, just in case—Grim’s body jerked so violently he nearly knocked Leon into the wall. His heel connected with Leon’s shin hard enough to make Leon hiss in pain.

So that’s what woke me up. Leaning over, Leon brushed the hair away from Grim’s face. Whatever was going on in his head, it must’ve been terrifying. Grim’s brow was furrowed, his mouth twisted in a grimace of fear. Tears leaked from his tightly closed eyes, sparkling in the moonlight where they caught on his lashes. He didn’t make a sound, but his hands kept pushing at something only he could see, and tremors shook his body.

Leon had no idea what to do. Ted was the only person he’d ever actually slept with before now, and Ted had never once had a nightmare. Not knowing what else to do, Leon molded himself to Grim’s back, wound an arm around his waist and kissed his cheek.

“Grim,” he murmured. “Wake up. You’re having a bad dream.”

Grim didn’t wake, but his trembling eased and the lines of fear smoothed from his face. He relaxed in Leon’s embrace, still sleeping, the nightmare evidently gone. Beneath Leon’s palm, Grim’s racing heartbeat slowed to a more normal level. His skin was glazed with sweat, in spite of the chill in the room now that the fire in the woodstove had burned low.

Leon lay there, wide awake, staring at a bar of silver moonlight on the floor and pondering all the things he’d tried his best to avoid thinking of for the past six weeks. Something told him this wasn’t Grim’s first nightmare. And he thought he knew what in Grim’s past—or rather, who in Grim’s past—was the major contributor to his nighttime terrors.

True, Grim had jumped to John’s defense earlier. But that didn’t mean anything. How many women protested their abuser’s innocence in spite of glaring evidence to the contrary? Leon still remembered every single time his mother had insisted his father had never meant to hurt her, even though her clothes were torn and her split lips caused the words to slur. Her swollen, blackened eyes were always so sincere it made Leon want to hit her himself. He figured any abusive relationship probably worked the same way.

He had no proof that John had ever abused Grim, but everything pointed to it. Grim’s sexual skill, when he’d lived in the Alaskan forest since he was a young teen. His moments of cringing fear when he thought Leon was angry.

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