The Dark City Chronicles ⁓ Book Three
The apocalypse looms ever closer! Steamy romance, heart-stopping action, seductive vampires, magic that defies nature, sprinkles of dark-humor, and, as always, the everlasting bonds of friendship.
Hannah's strug...
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Crystal angled her head to see the horror better with a piece of red licorice hanging from her mouth. She raised a slender eyebrow and muttered, "Flexible."
"Very," Reid agreed.
Since the shower, having firsthand knowledge that Reid was constantly turned on, had made Kane more than unsettled. And that feeling grew when he saw the dark look in Reid's gaze, settling on a picture of a naked vampire with his fangs in the neck of a guy that looked far from opposed. The evidence was in the detailed artistry.
Reid said quietly, "That isn't mine... It's my computer." He pointed at the screen meekly. "But that's...not mine."
Kane shut the laptop. "What the fuck, dad!?"
"Companions!? I knew you both could act stupid, but not this stupid," Milton said, voice shaking, revealing how anxious he was. "Do you boys know what you've done?"
The table was silent, except for the occasional rustle when Crystal opened another candy wrapper.
Reid said hastily, "We didn't mean to."
There was no point in interjecting, so Kane returned to eating, knowing his dad was about to rant his anger.
Milton was on the warpath. "Didn't mean to!? You cannot form a companion bond without meaning to." He ran his fingers through his hair, nostrils flaring. "Do you know how rare this kind of bond is? How serious is it? You expect me to believe that this union fell into place without either of you meaning for it to happen?"
"I'm sorry," Reid whispered miserably.
Kane patted the idiot's thigh under the table. Reid couldn't handle being lectured without breaking. And he'd broken the second Milton shouted companions.
"Sorry?" Milton roared, slapping a hand on the table. He leaned closer, and Reid shrank back in his chair.
Kane ate the last bites of his food with a confusing fucking flutter in his heart. He was being yelled at, but shit, he missed his dad. He'd take a hundred lectures if it meant the old man was growling at him again.
Reid said hastily, "It was an accident."
"Lay off of him." Kane dropped his spoon into his empty bowl. "He's telling the truth."
Milton hung his head. After finally calming a moment to realize he was being an asshole, he looked up and ruffled Reid's hair. "I've missed so much. I can handle all that, but this... Do you know what this means? There's a reason that companion bonds are rare in vampire covens. He'll die without your blood. You'll desire each other above anyone else in the world. That's what the bond does to your mind. You'll both go mad if you resist it."
Reid's mouth quivered.
Kane might not be connected to the idiot anymore, but he'd have to be blind not to know the broken bond still hurt Reid terribly. Kane was relieved that he didn't want to jump the moron anymore. He wasn't sure how Reid felt about that, not having addressed it much.
