Free Luna's Sokjan (Book one) by Kerry Davidson Page B

I asked and put the glass down.
    He flashed me a quick
smile.
    “Do you want me to feed
you McKenna?” He challenged me in a silky voice.
    I held a shiver at
bay.
    “I’m tired, Gabriel, but I
think I can manage to feed myself.” I replied sourly, taking the
fork from him.
    So we sat there, me in my
underwear eating dinner and Gabriel watching me fully dressed. I
don’t know why it bothered me, but it did. Shape-shifters have no
modesty, after all, we lose our clothes with every change, and we
almost never have any clothes handy when we switch back, it becomes
a part of you.
    “So why activate all the
bonds?” I asked in between bites of food. “What made you think that
you had to bond us together until death do us part?
Twice?”
    I couldn’t read anything
in his face when I glanced at him. He just sat there watching me
for a long while. I started to kick him.
    “An old man came to the
pack a few weeks back and requested a meeting with me. He told me
if I wanted to protect my people I would need the help of the
Sōkjan. He also told me, I would need to activate the Sōkjan bonds
to keep you alive.” He answered. “The mate bond was an added
bonus.” He told me with a wicked grin.
    I proudly did not grin
back, but oh, I so wanted to. I felt the warmth of his hand, before
he settled it on my knee.
    “So you just took the word
of a strange old man?” I asked.
    “No, Angus is a seer he
showed up just after the first girl disappeared and told me it was
just the beginning. More would disappear, but without your help,
justice would never be served. Do you remember anything that
happened after the fight in the woods?” He asked me.
    I shook my head, it was
true, all I remembered was a strange dream, but he didn’t need to
know that.
    “You were unconscious when
we brought you here. The healers worked with you for hours. When
you finally did wake up, you attacked two of them. That’s when
Angus stepped in. He told us you had suffered too much pain. You
kept losing control over your beast whenever you were awake. We had
a devil of a time getting you back under control.” He told
me.
    His hand tightened on my
knee and then relaxed.
    Losing control of ones
beast was bad. Werefolk are taught from an early age how to control
their beast. Sometimes strong emotions or severe pain made us lose
control.
    “I knew Angus was right
about us, from the first touch. McKenna, I did what I had to do to
protect you, myself and my pack, you have to believe that.” He
smiled at me.
    I had finished my meal. So
I sat quietly sipping on tea while I listened to him tell his
story.
    “Maybe you should have
explained all of this to me back at the bar. I might have agreed to
help without activating any the bonds. Is the old man still here?”
I asked and put the glass down.
    He sounded a lot like my
Angus, my dead Angus. Had it actually been just a dream? Oh, Luna
could he still be alive?
    “I know where he is.” He
told me and his eyes lit with a warm smile at my question. “He said
you’d want to talk to him, once you found out about
him.”
    “I would like to talk to
him right now.” I said as I stood up.
    “No, McKenna. The middle
of the night is not a good time to go visit an old man. Besides, we
have other things to do tonight.” He stated as he rose with me and
reached for my hand.
    Drawing me up against him,
he lowered his mouth to mine for a long, deep, possessive kiss. I
felt a stirring deep within my bones, and I started to melt against
him. His power called to mine, it touched me, and pressed against
me, but I refused to answer him back. I couldn’t let him have
everything.
    Removing my bra before he
picked me up to carry me back to bed. Lying me down gently, he
stood back and examined me. I’d had lovers in the past, but none
had looked like him. Tall, dark skinned, and extremely powerful, I
wanted to run my hands over his body and taste every inch of him.
After removing all his clothes, he knelt on the bed. He