Born of Betrayal by Sherrilyn Kenyon Read Free Book Online Page A

those of a disinherited male. But the one that truly chafed his ass was the tat on the kid’s throat that marked him as an Andarion felon who’d spent time in one of their top-sec prisons. Given all that, Galene must have seriously called in favors to keep the little bastard in the military with a commander’s rank.
    Worse, she hadn’t been lying. They really did live together. And she must dearly love the boy to overlook that degree of scarring. In their culture, those marks were considered a deformity, and explained why such a high-ranking male in the Andarion armada remained unmarried.
    No female, other than Galene, would be able to look at Talyn with anything except scorn and disdain.
    This day keeps getting better and better.
    Fain curled his lip. “I’m here for the commander.”
    Her boy toy sneered at him. “You should have called first.”
    â€œShe was told to expect me.”
    â€œNot first thing in the morning.” Grimacing at the group, the boy toy allowed Fain into the elegant condo, but not the others. He closed the door in their faces, and headed toward the kitchen, where he had a bowl of hot cereal set on the countertop. He placed his blaster beside it before he sat on a barstool and returned to eating.
    â€œYou have company, Commander.”
    At his disgruntled words, Galene leaned over the counter to see Fain. Dressed in a short, lacy nightgown, she gaped then pulled her robe closed and belted it. But not before an image of her lithe, athletic body and those lush, full breasts was firmly implanted in his mind. “What are you doing here?”
    Dying of horniness, apparently.
    And unspent rage.
    Fain ground his teeth at the violent reaction of his treacherous body. Dammit! Why couldn’t he be near her without getting the hard-on from hell?
    â€œI’m supposed to escort you to the Porturnum’s HQ. Remember?”
    â€œIn an hour,” she growled.
    â€œWhat can I say? I couldn’t wait to see you again.”
    She rolled her eyes at his sarcasm.
    Her boy toy stood up and leaned over the counter to place his bowl in the sink. He met her gaze and arched a quizzical brow. “You want me to shoot him this time?”
    She had the nerve to smile. “Don’t tempt me, scamp.” She moved his blaster away from his hand. “You should finish dressing.”
    â€œYes, ma’am.” He headed for the hallway. For the first time, Fain realized he had a pronounced limp as he walked.
    â€œAnd don’t leave your damp towel on the floor again. Hang it up.”
    Without a word, the boy toy jerked the towel off his hips and tossed it at her. Completely naked, he passed a smug, taunting grin at Fain before he headed to the rear of the condo.
    Disgusted by his flagrant display and the wealth of hideous scars over the boy’s back, Fain wanted blood. It took everything he had not to go after the punk and teach him a valuable lesson in manners.
    Laughing at the boy’s impudence, Galene took the towel into what must be the laundry room. She came out to add her own glare at Fain. “I wish you wouldn’t antagonize him.”
    â€œ I antagonize him ? Are you serious?”
    â€œYes. I would think you’re old enough to know better.”
    â€œBut not him, huh?” Fain curled his lip. “Maybe you should sleep with someone closer to your own age.”
    She didn’t respond as she headed for the hallway. “We’ll be out in a minute.”
    Biting his lip, Fain had never been so furious in his entire life. It was actually painful.
    As he waited and contemplated murdering them both, he drifted into the spacious living room that held an incredible view of the city. Something he would have appreciated more if he’d been in a better mood.
    But right then, only bloodshed would placate him.
    Trying to put it out of his mind, he swept his gaze over the contemporary furniture and noted the number of pictures