This upcoming week is going to be busy with Thanksgiving on Thursday and a new book release. So here is a snippet of Lubirea mai 2- Council's Agent. The is Samuel and Riley's story. It will be out Thursday at Siren Publishing. You can pre-order it here. http://www.bookstrand.com/bellann-summer
Two
days had passed since their mating, and Riley sat clad in one of the motel’s
soft white robes, at a small wooden table in the corner of the motel room, eating
cheeseburgers and fries the motel kitchen had delivered. He and Samuel had
spent most of the last few days sleeping, with bouts of some of the most intense
sex he had ever experienced.
His
mate could be tender, fun and extremely dominating. Even now the insides of
Samuel’s bare feet were pressed tightly against the outsides of Riley’s feet,
under the table.
“You
never told me about the wolf lying on the ground that I saw in that vision. I
know you killed it.” There was no accusation in his tone, he was curious.
“I’ve
been involved in more than one situation where a wolf shifter has ended up
dead, baby. Can you tell me anything else that you saw in the vision?” Samuel
asked.
Riley
tried to remember details, but other than it being a black and white image, he
didn’t remember much of anything. The shock of knowing Samuel had killed the
shifter had blown everything else out of his mind. Then it hit him. “There were
a couple of men in the background. One was wearing a round funny hat like
Charlie Chaplin would wear in those old-time movies. And the other had his hair
parted down the middle and slicked back.”
Samuel
frowned, “I wander what era that would be?”
Riley
picked up his cellphone lying on the corner of the small table. With a couple
of swipes of his finger, he was into his internet application. “Here’s a movie
with him wearing that hat. It says it’s a nineteen-twenty’s movie.” Riley
looked up at Samuel. “Talking about you being alive in nineteen-twenty is odd
as hell.”
Samuel
ignored Riley’s last statement and stared into the air in front of him. His arm
rose, making the matching motel robe’s sleeve flap, when he put a long slim, golden
fry into his mouth. The black metal band on his wrist was a startling contrast
to his tanned skin. By the look on his face Riley was sure he hadn’t even
tasted the fry, Samuel was thinking so hard. “If I remember right I was in the
area looking for a missing cougar shifter, when the council sent me to a small
mountain town in Montana. This was back in the late nineteen-twenties I think. A
wolf shifter went on a killing spree. He masked his scent, and during the
middle of the day he went house to house and killed as many mated women as he
could.”
“Why
would he do something like that? I thought mates were everything in the shifter
world?” Riley asked.
“Mates
are what every shifter longs for. They are our companions, our lover, and the
other half of our soul. They are who we spend our long life with. Unfortunately
this is a gift that not everyone receives.” Samuel continued. “The shifter had
reached his six hundredth year and something inside him snapped. When I arrived
at the town, he was waving a knife around and screaming that if he couldn’t
have a mate or children, no one else would either.”
Riley
knew that Samuel didn’t realize he had said, mate or children, not mate and
children. Looking at the black metal bracelet that encircled his wrist, he
wondered if his mate had any children, but didn’t ask. Their relationship was
too new to deal with that yet.
Instead,
he asked, “What happened?”
“He
smelled me and knew I was an agent from the council. He looked me right in the
eye and told me that one of us was going to die that day.”
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Bellann
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