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

time. He told me.” Kane grinned at Marino. “Do you think I was that stupid? That I would blindly trust a demon that just so happens to waltz into the warriors’ mist and proclaim to be up to nothing?” Kane’s hip hitched to the side, and he chuckled softly as he shook his head. “He disappeared too much, couldn’t give a straight answer to save his life, and he was a little too cute for words.”
    Snooke’s head shot up at the last statement. Cute? He was cute? Why didn’t Kane just say cuddly? He knew Kane was blowing smoke up Marino’s ass, that he hadn’t a clue what Snooke had been up to. Honestly, Snooke wished he had. Then this wouldn’t be such a blow to his mate.
    “You’re lying. I can see it in your eyes,” Marino sneered. “Enough of this bullshit.”
    The fingers Snooke had attached to Kane’s pants, his lifeline, was broken when Kane moved away from him.
    Snooke rolled away this time, quickly getting to his feet. He assessed his surroundings. One of Marino’s men stood there frozen, but his uncle was charging right for Kane.
    “This is not good,” Snooke shrieked.
    Kane shoved Snooke out of the way as Marino and Kane collided.
    Kane grabbed the front of Marino’s shirt, shifted his weight, and then dropped Marino to the ground. Snooke could see Kane was winning, but that would be a short-lived victory.
    Marino jumped to his feet, wiping the blood from his lower lip from falling, and then grinned evilly at Kane. Snooke’s blood ran cold.
    “Is that all you have, warrior?”
    “No, I had your daddy in my bed last night. Want him back?”
    Marino howled, charging Kane once again. Snooke cried out when his uncle tackled Kane, pinning his mate to the ground. Snooke looked around desperately. He grabbed a crate and smashed it over Marino’s head.
    His uncle’s head snapped up, baring his teeth as he glared at Snooke. “I’m gonna kill your ass next.”
    “No, you won’t,” Panahasi said as he entered the backroom. “Release my warrior.”
    Marino wrapped his hands around Kane’s neck. Snooke picked up another crate and smashed it over Marino’s head once again.
    “Enough!” Panahasi shouted as the ground began to tremble. Snooke stumbled back, staring wide-eyed at the leader of the Demon Warriors. “I said to release him now.”
    Marino got to his feet, pulling the warrior up with him. Kane punched Marino in his windpipe, gaining an immediate release.
    Panahasi shot his arm out. Snooke watched in wonder as his uncle was lifted from his feet and thrown across the room when the sneaky bastard tried to attack Kane once again.
    “Get your mate out of here,” Panahasi calmly said to Kane.
    Snooke jumped when Kane wrapped an arm around his waist and found a shadow to walk through. Why was Kane taking him along? He thought for sure he would be left behind as Kane walked away from him.
    They emerged into Kane’s bedroom. Snooke stood there, unsure and nervous when Kane released him.
    Snooke watched his mate closely. The warrior walked across the room and then turned. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
    Snooke stood frozen in place. He wrung his hands in front of him as he swallowed a few times. He wasn’t sure what to say.
    “If you keep those lips closed, I’m gonna paddle your ass,” Kane warned.
    “I–I…” The nervousness was moving through Snooke. His mate had a wicked gleam in his eyes that Snooke wasn’t quite sure how to interpret. Snooke fought to find his voice, to find control as Kane prowled closer to him. The look on his mate’s face was seductive, sensual in every sense of the word. When his mate stopped right in front of Snooke, he blinked a few times before tilting his head back and staring up into those magical brown eyes.
    “I want to know why you kept the truth from me.” Kane’s voice was a deep timbre that was commanding Snooke to obey, to tell Kane the truth behind the plot. To tell the warrior anything the strong man wanted to know.
    “You knew?”