Free Skin Walkers Conn by Susan A. Bliler

didn’t take his eyes from Conn as he spoke, “Stubborn ass Walkers , a lways forcing me to prove what you already know.”  
    Monroe stood and strode casually back to his desk before taking a seat and lifting his pen before re-arranging th e paperwork he’d previously set aside.  He dropped his eyes to the paper work dismissively and spoke without looking up.  His humor at the situation gone, he spoke with seriousness.  “Per your revelation to her in the jungle, Ms. Bracken is now threat to Walkers.  She’ll be imprisoned here at StoneCrow until such time that I deem she is no longer a threat.”
    Conn covered the distance to Monroe’s desk in three quick steps that had King uncrossing his arms and readying himself to defend the CEO. 
    Conn ignored the Walker S entry and braced his hands on Monroe’s desk.  “I understand you’re used to playing your little games with the so-called men,” his eyes da rted to King then back to Monroe , “under your employ.  But make no mistake Monroe, I am not under your employ.  I am not threatened by you, and I am not going to tolerate your fucking threats or your games. ”  Conn straightened, “And as far as Ms. Bracken goes, I have received no payment for her delivery.  Therefore, she belongs to me and with me is where she’ll remain until such time as I deem it unnecessary.”  Conn turned and stalked angrily from the room , slamming the door behind him.
    Monroe lifted his head to stare at the door as a faint smile touched his lips.
    King spoke then, “You want me to take a team and relinquish him of his custody ?”
    Monroe’s smile widened and he dropped his pen to steeple his fingers over his desk, “No King.  I think one more night together will put Conn just where we want him.”   His smile faltered as he turned to eye Jenny, “Any idea on why she’s in pain?”
    “Not without examining her.  She has no outward sign of injury, but something is definitely wrong.  Funny though, she doesn’t seem to notice.  It’s like she’s lived with the pain so long that it’s normal to her.”  She pursed her lips, “I need to run tests .  Problem is, he’s like a dog with a bone.”  She jerked her head toward the door, “I don’t see him bringing her back to the infirmary.”
    “He’ll do it.”   Monroe eyed Jenny, “She’s his, he’ll want her healed .”

Chapter 1 1
    Conn ignored the elevator, opting instead to take the stairs—two-at-a-time—up to the penthouse of StoneCrow Manor.  At the landing, the carpet changed from dark blue to a rich crimson that covered the expanse of the top floor.  To his left was the elegant ballroom that housed the estate’s many celebrations and festivities.  Straight ahead was the estate s fine dining establishment , which was currently closed.  Conn’s head snapped to the right and locked on his intended target. H e strode angrily across the plush flooring toward the Crow’s Nest, the sophisticated pub that was open round the clock . 
    Inside he ignored the few couples sprinkled around the room as they watched him enter.  Walkers and their angels .  He could smell them, feel them. 
    Angels and Halos!   He snorted, always having found the terms ridiculous.  He’d always known that when a Walker found his angel, his mate, he’d gift her with his halo and bind her to him, but he hadn’t been informed of the so-called ‘affliction’ that was apparently now assailing him.  He’d been prepared to rip King apart when he threatened to take Aries.  He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so enraged.  Aries.
    He’d never admit it to an yone else , but he’d already co nsidered gifting her his halo, n ot to bind her to him, but because a Walker ’s angel experienced a transformation with the acceptance of the halo.  Like their Walker mate, angels would become immune to illness and would be able to communicate with their Walker mate through the mystic, the mist for short.  It was