Free Hagen, Lynn - Snooke [Demon Warriors 2] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Lynn Hagen

looked down at Snooke and then, with a very large hand, patted Snooke’s back. “Go. It’s not safe out here for you.”
    Even at six-eight, Kane felt small compared to the massive creature sitting on the river’s edge.
    “I don’t want to get you involved, Kane.” Snooke laid his cheek on his knee, staring over at Kane.
    “Go!” The troll rose from the ground, pushing Snooke toward Kane.
    Kane looked behind them to see the same two men from Snooke’s apartment, heading their way. He reached over and grabbed Snooke into his arms, rolling from the river’s bank as the troll blocked his view.
    Kane was going to get answers. Running wasn’t his style, and he was getting very tired of it. He threw his hand out to freeze everyone in their place when Snooke grabbed him tightly, and then they hit the water and sank below the surface.

    * * * *

    Snooke’s eyes widened with fear as Kane placed a hand over his mouth. He rolled them until Kane lay atop his smaller mate. He was afraid of crushing Snooke.
    Kane laid a finger to his mouth, indicating that Snooke should be quiet.
    “Where did you think of being?” Kane whispered in his ear.
    “Nowhere. You?”
    This wasn’t good. If neither of them thought of where they wanted to go when they entered the river, then who knew where they had ended up.
    “Same here,” Kane whispered as his eyes scanned the room they were in.
    “I know this place.” Snooke spoke softly into Kane’s ear. “It’s not a good place.”
    “Where exactly is here?” Kane saw the room was empty, but he wasn’t taking any chances. There was an empty table with six chairs around it, some boxes stacked off to one side, crates containing what looked to be wine bottles.
    “Malcor’s,” Snooke said with desperation in his voice. Kane pulled his mate closer. Even though he had a feeling they were in a bad situation, he was glad to have Snooke back in his arms. “Why is that a bad thing?”
    Snooke looked up at Kane, raw fear present in his eyes. “My uncle is here.”

Chapter Six

    Snooke pulled Kane back down atop him. “No. You can’t go in there.”
    “Let me go.” Kane separated each word with anger.
    They ducked their heads when they heard voices enter the backroom. They heard talking, but couldn’t see anyone. Snooke didn’t need to see the face to know who the voice belonged to. He would know his uncle’s voice anywhere.
    “I had a plan set up to get the information on how to use the crystal, but my faggot nephew had to go and blow everything.”
    Snooke’s stomach lurched at his uncle’s words. He remembered the night his uncle came to him with the plan for Snooke to befriend the warriors and find out how the crystal worked. Snooke didn’t know them at the time. He would have done anything for the last member of his family, but then Snooke got to know Chris and Hondo. He really liked them.
    When he set eyes on Kane he knew all bets were off. The brown-eyed warrior had stolen his heart in Chris’s dining room. To say he was intrigued would be an understatement. Kane was like a burst of sunshine sauntering into the room that night. Snooke knew in his heart that he wouldn’t follow through with his uncle’s plans, and knew the price he would pay for the failure of retrieving the information.
    When he was outed by those pictures, his uncle didn’t care anymore about any plans. All the demon had wanted to do was hurt Snooke as often and as badly as he could without killing Snooke.
    “I think we should use that guy Chris. Snooke seems to be fond of him. Use him as leverage to get your nephew to do what he was originally supposed to do. Infiltrate the warriors and get the information.”
    Kane’s eyes widened and then lowered to stare Snooke in his eyes. Snooke could see the hurt radiating from them. He shook his head, but Kane’s face became stoic as he glanced back over to where the voices were coming from.
    Snooke’s heart stopped beating at the thought of Kane never