Banded Brothers 03 - To Enchant An Eagle by Amber Kell Read Free Book Online Page A

quipped.
Eaton nestled beside Marty, barely touching. Marty moved him until Eaton’s head rested on his chest and Marty’s arm wrapped around him.
“Doesn’t that hurt?” he asked cautiously.
“Yes, but it hurts more for you to be so far away,” Marty replied.
“I’m going to call Gallen and have him examine you.”
“What if he asks for something you aren’t willing to give?” Marty asked.
Eaton sat up to look his lover in the eyes. “There is little I wouldn’t give to have you whole again. You need to be able to fly.”
“You think your friend can make this happen?” Disbelief colored Marty’s voice.
“I don’t know, but he hinted he might be able to help. I’d like to hear what he might have to say,” Eaton said.
“Okay, call him, but if he can’t perform a miracle, I don’t want you to be upset,” Marty warned.
Eaton blinked back tears. “I just want to explore all avenues.”
He slipped out of Marty’s hold to dial Gallen’s number.
“Hey, Eaton, what’s up?” Gallen’s voice came over the line.
“I was wondering if you have time to come by and see Marty. I would like your magical assessment. See if maybe you can help him,” Eaton said. His voice shook at the thought of his poor hawk shifter unable to shift for months while waiting to heal.
“I’ll be by in a bit. I’m just down the hill drinking some coffee.”
“Great! I’ll make sure the gate’s unlocked.” Eaton hung up after a few more pleasantries.
“He’ll be here soon,” he told Marty.
“Good. I hate waiting.”
Another reason the wait-and-see healing plan wouldn’t work well on the hawk leader.
After calling Carey’s phone and alerting him that Gallen was on this way, Eaton dressed in his jeans and shirt, then slipped on his wool socks to protect his feet against the cold floor for later.
Climbing back onto the bed, he cuddled up against his lover. They spent their waiting time talking about casual things like the weather— rainy—and Carey—bossy—until a knock on the bedroom door had Eaton jumping off the bed to answer it.
Pulling open the door revealed Gallen standing on the other side.
“Hey, thanks for coming,” Eaton said sincerely.
“No problem, but I can’t make any guarantees until I examine him closely,” Gallen said, approaching the bed.
Eaton watched the sorcerer carefully. He hadn’t thought of Gallen as a threat when he studied beside him for hours, but now with him approaching Marty, he had to clamp down control over his eagle who wanted to shred anyone coming too close to their injured mate.
“May I touch you?” Gallen asked. He might have posed the question to Marty, but his eyes went to Eaton when he asked.
Eaton reluctantly nodded his permission.
Gallen pressed his hand in the center of Marty’s chest. Since Marty didn’t make any sounds of protest, Eaton didn’t think it hurt his mate any. After a minute, Gallen’s hand began to glow and a white light emitted through his fingers.
“What are you doing?” Eaton asked. He didn’t really understand magic. Shifters were beings of magic, not manipulators of power. Until now Eaton would’ve sworn he didn’t know any magic users.
“I definitely think I can heal you,” Gallen said after about five minutes of putting his glowing hands over different parts of Marty’s chest. “It will take a lot of energy, however.”
“What is your price?” Marty asked.
“A kiss,” Gallen said. He spun around. “From Eaton.”
Eaton gasped. “Why?”
“Because I’ve been watching you for two years now, and you’ve never noticed me before. I want a kiss in exchange for healing your boyfriend,” Gallen said.
He clasped his hands before him and waited for their response.
“Could you give us a moment?” Eaton asked.
“Of course. I’ll be right outside this door. Call me when you’re ready.”
“We will.” Eaton didn’t say a word until Gallen closed the door behind him. “I’ll do it.”
“No!” Marty snarled. “What if it’s a