Entwined Strangers (BBW Shifter Romance): Sorcery & Shifters Book 4 by Robin Briar
Authors: Robin Briar
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they haven’t been relevant until now. It’s like we all had a silent agreement to ignore their existence until this moment. Until we knew if any more bodies would be added to the pile.
There’s a lot blood and viscera. It will definitely need to be cleaned up.
Trent crouches to look at the faces of each man, including the beheaded one. He’s still completely naked from the shower, but totally unselfconscious about it. Wearing nothing must feel more natural to werewolves than wearing clothes.
“I recognize them. Both lieutenants. Not easy to kill. They belong to Felix’s second pack of wolves.” Trent looks up at me. “Now his pack and mine are both down by two men. That means nine werewolves with runic tattoos left, thanks to you,” he says to Kumi. “How long have you been upstairs?”
“I arrived while you two were still passed on out on each other in the meditation room. Then I waited upstairs for you to wake up. That’s when these two shifters showed up and started stalking through the house.”
I look to Kumi. There’s more going on than I’m aware of right now, especially with regards to Candice and Saffron. More than Kumi will say in front of Trent. I know this only because Kumi is here right now and not at her post watching over Trixie.
“I gather Saffron took over for you?” I ask.
“Yes,” Kumi answers.
“If two werewolves were sent here,” Trent adds, “then I’m sure there are more breaking into all of your homes, lying in wait.”
“Can we find out for certain?” I ask. “You said that there are two packs. Yours and another one. Are any of your pack more loyal to you than Felix?”
“No. They carry my bloodline, but not biologically like Piper. They were all handpicked by Felix for me to bite, turn into werewolves, and train.”
The two men who crucified Mason, Baldy, and Cropped Hair were both despicable. A part of me is glad Trent had nothing to do with choosing them. A point in his favor.
“The pack members I pick would never have been killed so easily,” Trent continues, and then turns to Kumi. “I used to have a pack that I could trust, until you cut them all down.”
“I have a job to do,” Kumi answers coldly. “No less than you, wolf. When werewolves wander too close to my work, I eliminate them just to be safe. Be grateful you escaped with your life. You can keep being a father now because of that happy accident.”
“Felix is a lot more well connected than we thought,” I tell Kumi, eager to break the tension. “He has access to surveillance all over the city, not to mention affiliations with the police. They’ll be on the lookout for us as well.”
Kumi considers that information.
“Candice and Saffron can take care of themselves, but you should call them. Tell them what happened here and to expect werewolves at their homes. Saffron is at my post now, but she might go back to her place at some point. Candice too, when she arrives.”
“Did Saffron have any instructions for me?” I ask.
“No. Just that you did an excellent job. Said she could barely keep up with you and that she’s never felt so invigorated before.”
Kumi is talking about the quicksilver pool without being specific in front of Trent.
“Really?” I ask.
“Overflowing is the word she used.”
I look at Trent in awe. I really shouldn’t in case he starts to suspect that there was more to our latest encounter than I told him. My mind drifts to the quicksilver tendrils and follows them to the pool.
Saffron isn’t kidding. Not only is the reservoir full, it’s still agitated, spilling over the sides even now, long after Trent and I have finished.
The pool was empty when I began to siphon Trent’s lust. It’s been completely filled up after only one casting of Preserve the Lust. Filled up and still turbulent, like a burbling hot spring.
That’s never happened before, not even with Mason. Mason, the man I love. The only man who made it possible for me to cast spells
There’s a lot blood and viscera. It will definitely need to be cleaned up.
Trent crouches to look at the faces of each man, including the beheaded one. He’s still completely naked from the shower, but totally unselfconscious about it. Wearing nothing must feel more natural to werewolves than wearing clothes.
“I recognize them. Both lieutenants. Not easy to kill. They belong to Felix’s second pack of wolves.” Trent looks up at me. “Now his pack and mine are both down by two men. That means nine werewolves with runic tattoos left, thanks to you,” he says to Kumi. “How long have you been upstairs?”
“I arrived while you two were still passed on out on each other in the meditation room. Then I waited upstairs for you to wake up. That’s when these two shifters showed up and started stalking through the house.”
I look to Kumi. There’s more going on than I’m aware of right now, especially with regards to Candice and Saffron. More than Kumi will say in front of Trent. I know this only because Kumi is here right now and not at her post watching over Trixie.
“I gather Saffron took over for you?” I ask.
“Yes,” Kumi answers.
“If two werewolves were sent here,” Trent adds, “then I’m sure there are more breaking into all of your homes, lying in wait.”
“Can we find out for certain?” I ask. “You said that there are two packs. Yours and another one. Are any of your pack more loyal to you than Felix?”
“No. They carry my bloodline, but not biologically like Piper. They were all handpicked by Felix for me to bite, turn into werewolves, and train.”
The two men who crucified Mason, Baldy, and Cropped Hair were both despicable. A part of me is glad Trent had nothing to do with choosing them. A point in his favor.
“The pack members I pick would never have been killed so easily,” Trent continues, and then turns to Kumi. “I used to have a pack that I could trust, until you cut them all down.”
“I have a job to do,” Kumi answers coldly. “No less than you, wolf. When werewolves wander too close to my work, I eliminate them just to be safe. Be grateful you escaped with your life. You can keep being a father now because of that happy accident.”
“Felix is a lot more well connected than we thought,” I tell Kumi, eager to break the tension. “He has access to surveillance all over the city, not to mention affiliations with the police. They’ll be on the lookout for us as well.”
Kumi considers that information.
“Candice and Saffron can take care of themselves, but you should call them. Tell them what happened here and to expect werewolves at their homes. Saffron is at my post now, but she might go back to her place at some point. Candice too, when she arrives.”
“Did Saffron have any instructions for me?” I ask.
“No. Just that you did an excellent job. Said she could barely keep up with you and that she’s never felt so invigorated before.”
Kumi is talking about the quicksilver pool without being specific in front of Trent.
“Really?” I ask.
“Overflowing is the word she used.”
I look at Trent in awe. I really shouldn’t in case he starts to suspect that there was more to our latest encounter than I told him. My mind drifts to the quicksilver tendrils and follows them to the pool.
Saffron isn’t kidding. Not only is the reservoir full, it’s still agitated, spilling over the sides even now, long after Trent and I have finished.
The pool was empty when I began to siphon Trent’s lust. It’s been completely filled up after only one casting of Preserve the Lust. Filled up and still turbulent, like a burbling hot spring.
That’s never happened before, not even with Mason. Mason, the man I love. The only man who made it possible for me to cast spells
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