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in his life, and it had
always been linked to something massive happening to his brother. Stupid damn mystical twin
connection. Was something threatening him?
Scott showered and dressed,
his lion pushing up at him for a run. It’d been so long since he’d let his animal
shifter loose, probably too long to be healthy.
He stripped his clothes back
off his tingling body and opened the back door. It was time to embrace his
lion. He let go of his humanity and let his shifter take over.
Cinnamon- colored fur sprouted in place of his skin and he dropped to all fours as his body and
face transformed into a Rocky Mountain lion.
The animal itself was quite a
loner, but his shifter family was closely knitted together, liking the comfort
of others above the solitary existence of the real animal.
The wind rustled his fur and
he took a deep breath through his nose, smelling the fresh scent of spring. The
rich dirt, the crisp leaves, together with the promise of a light rain.
He let a loud growl rumble
through his body as he bounded down the back step and ran off into the fragrant
woods. It had been so long since he’d run like this, experiencing the world
through these eyes. He’d forgotten how beautiful it was.
For safety and space, all of
his family lived near the base of the mountain. He and his brother were no
exception. On instinct he began running toward his brother’s home, not quite a
mile from his own house. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was very
wrong with Jack.
Scott reached the property
quickly, his heart lighter and happier from being in his animal form. He was
free and healthy. There was a lot to be thankful for.
He rounded his brother’s
small weatherboard home and stopped short, his paws sliding in the dirt.
His heart began to pound hard
in his chest. Jack wasn’t home. His truck wasn’t parked in the driveway where
it was every morning. Yes it was almost lunch time, but it was a Saturday. Jack
didn’t go anywhere on a football day.
Scott supposed Jack could
have slept over with one of his lovers, but that was highly unlikely. Jack
didn’t really do that. He preferred to sleep in his own bed.
He turned and headed back
home, his brain churning over all the possibilities. Could he have been hurt?
No. It’d be something simple. Maybe he’d gone somewhere with the kids?
He pranced up onto his back
patio and shook his fur to rid himself of the excess dirt. His belly was jumpy
and churning, the unease he’d been feeling all morning settling in like a permanent scar.
Scott purred as his mind
focused, his humanity returning to help his brain realize the obvious as he
returned to human form.
Jack’s with her.
That was the answer. “Ash.”
His stomach clenched at the
sound of her name and he ran inside, panting and pacing his sleek kitchen. He
hated that he couldn’t do anything at the moment.
Scott quickly dressed and
threw himself into his work, doing some online research and reading the latest
journals.
He ate lunch and paced some
more when the need to get up and move became impossible to ignore. Jack, Jack, fucking Jack! His gut still
wasn’t right and it was his bloody brother’s fault!
Scott snatched up his mobile
phone and scowled down at the screen. He could not be with Ash, he couldn’t.
“Of course he bloody can.
Bloody man whore…”
His heart kicked out with
such a sickening thud that his knees weakened and he staggered to his brand new
couch, falling onto the soft leather with a groan.
That was unfair. Ash was
their mate, and Jack was the one who had the balls to go after her.
No!
“ Fuuucckk !” He looked up and screamed at the ceiling, punching in
his twin’s number and letting the anger inside him grow.
He went through twenty years
of hell with a woman. He wasn’t being stupid enough to trust another one, and
his brother was an idiot for thinking it would be better this time.
He blew air out his nose as
the call connected, not caring that in the mood
always been linked to something massive happening to his brother. Stupid damn mystical twin
connection. Was something threatening him?
Scott showered and dressed,
his lion pushing up at him for a run. It’d been so long since he’d let his animal
shifter loose, probably too long to be healthy.
He stripped his clothes back
off his tingling body and opened the back door. It was time to embrace his
lion. He let go of his humanity and let his shifter take over.
Cinnamon- colored fur sprouted in place of his skin and he dropped to all fours as his body and
face transformed into a Rocky Mountain lion.
The animal itself was quite a
loner, but his shifter family was closely knitted together, liking the comfort
of others above the solitary existence of the real animal.
The wind rustled his fur and
he took a deep breath through his nose, smelling the fresh scent of spring. The
rich dirt, the crisp leaves, together with the promise of a light rain.
He let a loud growl rumble
through his body as he bounded down the back step and ran off into the fragrant
woods. It had been so long since he’d run like this, experiencing the world
through these eyes. He’d forgotten how beautiful it was.
For safety and space, all of
his family lived near the base of the mountain. He and his brother were no
exception. On instinct he began running toward his brother’s home, not quite a
mile from his own house. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was very
wrong with Jack.
Scott reached the property
quickly, his heart lighter and happier from being in his animal form. He was
free and healthy. There was a lot to be thankful for.
He rounded his brother’s
small weatherboard home and stopped short, his paws sliding in the dirt.
His heart began to pound hard
in his chest. Jack wasn’t home. His truck wasn’t parked in the driveway where
it was every morning. Yes it was almost lunch time, but it was a Saturday. Jack
didn’t go anywhere on a football day.
Scott supposed Jack could
have slept over with one of his lovers, but that was highly unlikely. Jack
didn’t really do that. He preferred to sleep in his own bed.
He turned and headed back
home, his brain churning over all the possibilities. Could he have been hurt?
No. It’d be something simple. Maybe he’d gone somewhere with the kids?
He pranced up onto his back
patio and shook his fur to rid himself of the excess dirt. His belly was jumpy
and churning, the unease he’d been feeling all morning settling in like a permanent scar.
Scott purred as his mind
focused, his humanity returning to help his brain realize the obvious as he
returned to human form.
Jack’s with her.
That was the answer. “Ash.”
His stomach clenched at the
sound of her name and he ran inside, panting and pacing his sleek kitchen. He
hated that he couldn’t do anything at the moment.
Scott quickly dressed and
threw himself into his work, doing some online research and reading the latest
journals.
He ate lunch and paced some
more when the need to get up and move became impossible to ignore. Jack, Jack, fucking Jack! His gut still
wasn’t right and it was his bloody brother’s fault!
Scott snatched up his mobile
phone and scowled down at the screen. He could not be with Ash, he couldn’t.
“Of course he bloody can.
Bloody man whore…”
His heart kicked out with
such a sickening thud that his knees weakened and he staggered to his brand new
couch, falling onto the soft leather with a groan.
That was unfair. Ash was
their mate, and Jack was the one who had the balls to go after her.
No!
“ Fuuucckk !” He looked up and screamed at the ceiling, punching in
his twin’s number and letting the anger inside him grow.
He went through twenty years
of hell with a woman. He wasn’t being stupid enough to trust another one, and
his brother was an idiot for thinking it would be better this time.
He blew air out his nose as
the call connected, not caring that in the mood
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