Wolf: A Military P.A.C. Novel by KL Mabbs

Author:KL Mabbs [Mabbs, KL]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Goodreads: 16126206
Publisher: Amazon Kindle
Published: 2012-10-27T17:00:00+00:00

Michael looked down at the Shaman that had ruined his hand. There was an obvious goose egg where his skull had hit the wall and the expected blood loss from a head wound had pooled on the floor. The living floor would soak it up as a nutrient if it stayed there long enough.

He should kill the fucker. The rage he felt kept telling him it was the right thing to do; the soldier in him said he shouldn’t leave an enemy behind him, alive. Not the right strategy when it came to the black wolf, but he had thought it would die and he’d been too wounded to go after it and finish the job. He didn’t want to give in to either of his viewpoints; he had wanted to leave the war behind him, to forget everything, and not to kill was part of that. He no longer attacked first, that was one of his new rules. That hadn’t changed in the mountain pass, but here, in the Eco-house, it was just the old man’s delusions. He had never killed the insane before.

His right hand tingled. Already it was sore from PAC’s manipulation, the parts that could still feel pain. The scar tissue that ran between his fingers was numb. He could make a fist now, though. He didn’t have the fine motor control he needed for buttons, or even to load a magazine, but he could punch, hold a knife, maybe. And in a few days, PAC would be able to do more.

He pulled a blanket from the bed he had slept in and wrapped it around the old man. His breath plumed over the man’s cheek and the lashes of his eye quivered. The eyelid moved. Michael stepped back, his rage wanting to vent again now that the man might be waking up. He took another step back, his pack swinging with the movement. He was ready to leave, his last decision made. He turned.

“Why?” The gasp was dry, a reedy tone that leaked from the man behind him.

“Why didn’t I kill you, you mean?”

“Yes.”

“I’m a writer. It’s all I want to be. That, and Faelon’s mate. You won’t understand that. You’ve made that clear. But neither of us is evil. We haven’t killed except in self-defence. I could easily take your actions as an aggression. How would you feel if I crippled you? Left you maimed in these mountains so you couldn’t hunt, couldn’t feed yourself?”

“You don’t know the . . . ánt’įįhnii like I do.” White Bear struggled to sit up, the coffee cup that had fallen and spilled, clattering as his hand brushed it across the floor.

“The what?”

“A Yeenaaldlooshii. A Skinwalker, Michael. What you will become . . . if you don’t stay here and let me treat you.” He eased himself to the bed, looking frail.

“You have your life, old man. Come near me again and I will kill you. Get near Faelon and there will be no warning. She is my mate and more important than you, or anyone.

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