losing his mate today.
"Would you consider maybe becoming a
werewolf too?" It probably wouldn't have saved him from a gunshot wound to
the heart like he'd faced today, but it did give him a better chance of
surviving most injuries that would kill a human.
"I have a feeling that might destroy
our mating link. Didn't Anaedra say that it was because of my latent
bear-shifter DNA that the bond developed at all?"
Kyle was actually surprised by how much the
idea of losing that bond hurt. Considering the trouble it had already
caused—and let's face it, with his track record for foot-in-mouth, likely
always would—they were probably better off without it.
He could sense the sadness in his mate as he
also considered the idea.
"Could we maybe think about it for a
while? I feel like there should be a better option for us. We just have to find
it."
"Honestly," a petulant voice said
from behind them, "why not just ask someone who knows?"
Kyle's irritation spiked at the
interruption, but it was his mate's calm demeanor that had him holding his
tongue.
"Hi, Anaedra," Alex said happily.
"Welcome to our home."
The goddess quirked an
eyebrow at Kyle. When he apparently didn't
understand her meaning she rolled her eyes and addressed Alex as if Kyle wasn't
in the room. Damn the woman was annoying.
"Tell your mate to apologize and maybe,
just maybe," she qualified with a smart-ass grin, "I'll tell you both
how bear shifters are made. They can heal just like werewolves, you know."
"Alex can be a bear?" Kyle asked
as his heart rate doubled. Was it really possible that his mate could have the
healing abilities of a shifter without losing the mate bond they shared?
"Tell your mate to apologize,"
Anaedra demanded crossly, still pretending Kyle wasn't in the room.
He was pretty sure she was talking about the
argument they'd had fifteen years ago, but he honestly couldn't remember what
it had been over. He instinctively knew a generic apology wouldn't cut it.
Alex laughed and moved closer to Anaedra. He
leaned in and asked in a conspiratorial whisper, "What did the big lug
do?"
"He insulted my shoes."
Kyle froze. Honestly, the woman had gotten
kookier over the past few decades, but not talking to him over an imagined
insult of a pair of shoes—he never even noticed shit like that—was taking
things a little too far.
Thankfully, Alex was there to remind him to
be nice to the crazy goddess. None of them ever truly understood what the woman
was capable of, so it really wasn't wise to piss her off.
"Forgive me, Anaedra," Kyle said
earnestly. "I don't remember what I said to upset you, but I promise I
never intended to insult you or your shoes. I'm really sorry."
"See how easy that was?" Anaedra
asked in a haughty tone.
Kyle grabbed for his mate as the nauseating
sensation of suddenly being in two places at once made his stomach turn and his
legs grow weak. Damn, even after fifteen years of not traveling via
"goddess" he hadn't forgotten how awful the sensation was. He locked
his knees and tightened his grip when he felt Alex momentarily lose his
balance.
It was over in less than a second, but the
nausea promised to linger much, much longer.
"Where are we?" he managed to ask
Anaedra in what he hoped was a respectful enough tone. They were standing in a
small clearing surrounded by dense forest, and while he might have a very good
sense of direction, it didn't really help if he had no idea where they were to
begin with.
"Anaedra, we can't just leave
now," Alex said urgently. Even though Kyle could sense through the mate
bond just how much he wanted to be a bear shifter, it was clear that Alex would
always put the needs of others over his own. "The girl—"
"Is currently being cared for by Adrian
and Tyler," Anaedra said, obviously interpreting Alex's worry correctly.
"She's in good hands, Alex. They won't let anything happen to her, and
they will find out why she did what she did and who was behind it."
Kyle didn't need the bond
"Would you consider maybe becoming a
werewolf too?" It probably wouldn't have saved him from a gunshot wound to
the heart like he'd faced today, but it did give him a better chance of
surviving most injuries that would kill a human.
"I have a feeling that might destroy
our mating link. Didn't Anaedra say that it was because of my latent
bear-shifter DNA that the bond developed at all?"
Kyle was actually surprised by how much the
idea of losing that bond hurt. Considering the trouble it had already
caused—and let's face it, with his track record for foot-in-mouth, likely
always would—they were probably better off without it.
He could sense the sadness in his mate as he
also considered the idea.
"Could we maybe think about it for a
while? I feel like there should be a better option for us. We just have to find
it."
"Honestly," a petulant voice said
from behind them, "why not just ask someone who knows?"
Kyle's irritation spiked at the
interruption, but it was his mate's calm demeanor that had him holding his
tongue.
"Hi, Anaedra," Alex said happily.
"Welcome to our home."
The goddess quirked an
eyebrow at Kyle. When he apparently didn't
understand her meaning she rolled her eyes and addressed Alex as if Kyle wasn't
in the room. Damn the woman was annoying.
"Tell your mate to apologize and maybe,
just maybe," she qualified with a smart-ass grin, "I'll tell you both
how bear shifters are made. They can heal just like werewolves, you know."
"Alex can be a bear?" Kyle asked
as his heart rate doubled. Was it really possible that his mate could have the
healing abilities of a shifter without losing the mate bond they shared?
"Tell your mate to apologize,"
Anaedra demanded crossly, still pretending Kyle wasn't in the room.
He was pretty sure she was talking about the
argument they'd had fifteen years ago, but he honestly couldn't remember what
it had been over. He instinctively knew a generic apology wouldn't cut it.
Alex laughed and moved closer to Anaedra. He
leaned in and asked in a conspiratorial whisper, "What did the big lug
do?"
"He insulted my shoes."
Kyle froze. Honestly, the woman had gotten
kookier over the past few decades, but not talking to him over an imagined
insult of a pair of shoes—he never even noticed shit like that—was taking
things a little too far.
Thankfully, Alex was there to remind him to
be nice to the crazy goddess. None of them ever truly understood what the woman
was capable of, so it really wasn't wise to piss her off.
"Forgive me, Anaedra," Kyle said
earnestly. "I don't remember what I said to upset you, but I promise I
never intended to insult you or your shoes. I'm really sorry."
"See how easy that was?" Anaedra
asked in a haughty tone.
Kyle grabbed for his mate as the nauseating
sensation of suddenly being in two places at once made his stomach turn and his
legs grow weak. Damn, even after fifteen years of not traveling via
"goddess" he hadn't forgotten how awful the sensation was. He locked
his knees and tightened his grip when he felt Alex momentarily lose his
balance.
It was over in less than a second, but the
nausea promised to linger much, much longer.
"Where are we?" he managed to ask
Anaedra in what he hoped was a respectful enough tone. They were standing in a
small clearing surrounded by dense forest, and while he might have a very good
sense of direction, it didn't really help if he had no idea where they were to
begin with.
"Anaedra, we can't just leave
now," Alex said urgently. Even though Kyle could sense through the mate
bond just how much he wanted to be a bear shifter, it was clear that Alex would
always put the needs of others over his own. "The girl—"
"Is currently being cared for by Adrian
and Tyler," Anaedra said, obviously interpreting Alex's worry correctly.
"She's in good hands, Alex. They won't let anything happen to her, and
they will find out why she did what she did and who was behind it."
Kyle didn't need the bond
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