Blackblood Bear (A Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (The Agency Book 2) by Amelia Jade Read Free Book Online Page A

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    “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” he snarled.
    Connor snorted loud enough for it to be audible.
    With an angry growl he poured on some speed, losing himself in the whistle of the wind as it whipped by, tugging at his jacket and rattling the visor in his helmet. Inside, his bear thrashed and roared, angry at his friend’s attitude toward this mysterious woman. It knew that there was something special about her.
    “How does it feel about her?” Connor’s voice said after several minutes.
    Justin arched an eyebrow inside his helmet. His friend’s tone sounded almost…apologetic. He considered his answer, not needing clarification as to what Connor meant when he said “it.”
    “Alive,” he said at last. “Anytime she enters my mind, it’s there, making its presence known.”
    “It likes her.” It wasn’t a question from Connor, but a statement.
    “What it knows of her, yes,” he admitted, revealing that his bear was interested in knowing more about Shay. Unfortunately, it was hard to distinguish between his bear’s primal desires. It could just want him to mount her, and he would never know the difference. The “communication” between his bear and his human side was primitive, to put it bluntly. He could differentiate between hungry and horny, but after that, things got a little blurry. Horny could mean something as simple as needing a partner for the night. But it could also mean that it had found a mate for life that would always make him horny.
    He didn’t trust its opinion on Shay just yet.
    Justin slowed as he approached the harbor front industrial area. The public and fishing docks to the west were far busier, but it was here where the Agency had established themselves. The flow of transport trucks grew thicker, a constant press of big rigs shipping freshly offloaded goods across the country to their final destinations.
    “How are we supposed to see anything here?” Connor complained.
    Justin didn’t object. Connor had had a bad experience with Maddy at the docks. He couldn’t blame him for not wanting to be nearby. He also had a point. The fence that surrounded the Agency facility here was solid steel, instead of chain link. There was nothing to be seen from street level. In addition, the entrance was heavily fortified. The single-lane entrance had high towers overlooking each side of it, along with a walkway that went across the entrance, providing an easily defensible location for the Agency.
    Assaulting the shipyard, if it ever came to that, would be a costly process. He shuddered at the thought as it loomed up over him on his left. Despite his unease being near it, he had to agree with Connor.
    “We’re not going to see shit here,” he said. “Maybe a vehicle or two going in or out, but that’ll be about it. I think it was pretty obvious that the action was all downtown.”
    He was frustrated. The past few hours had felt like a waste of his time. He was glad to have been able to talk to Connor a bit, as much as they were likely to, at this point. Not that deep conversations on emotions were a common occurrence between shifters, but if it were to happen, it was going to be over the course of several bottles of beer.
    “Thanks,” he said aloud.
    Connor grunted. It was all that needed to be said between them.
    “Let’s find a place to stakeout and watch the place for an hour. Then we’ll call it a day.”
    “Sounds good,” he acknowledged. “You take first watch, and I’ll go get us some food.”
    Connor grunted again.
    With a flick of his wrist, he accelerated down the road, heading past the industrial sections toward the tourist areas, where he could get them some quality food. The single sandwich shop near the Coleforn Shipyards was…not exactly known for its good food.
    His eyes roamed the sides of the street, trying to decide where to go.
    Something caught his eye, and he slammed on the brakes, wheeling the bike sideways as he skidded to a stop in the