Broken (Book 1, The Watcher Chronicles, Paranormal Romance) by S.J. West Read Free Book Online

glow of the street lights behind him, I can tell he’s handsome, with lips spread into a smile most girls would probably swoon over, but I’m not most girls.  For the second time that night, I see a glow around someone I have never seen before.  The man before me is surrounded by what appears to my eyes as an ominous black glow.
    I feel my hand involuntarily lower towards my plasma pistol on my right thigh.
    “Can I help you?” I ask.
    The man shrugs.  “I’m not sure.  Can you tell me what you are?”

Chapter 4
    I feel like pulling my pistol and shooting the stranger for just asking the question.
    “I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to get off my property.  I don’t know you and I don’t care to.  Now please leave before I call the police.”
    “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you,” he says.  I detect a slight Australian accent in his voice. He makes a move to take a step forward, but I draw my pistol before he gets a chance to lift his foot.
    He pulls his hands out of his trench coat pockets and holds them up to show me he isn’t carrying anything.
    “I’m not here to h arm you in any way, agent,” he says.  “I just wanted to meet you in person.  It’s not everyday I find someone who can kill a demon without actually doing anything.”
    I feel my heart start to race faster.  How does he know what I did?
    “Who are you?” I ask.
    “You can call me Lucian.  Might I ask what your name is?”
    “Agent Riley,” I say, not feeling like I should be on a first name basis with the man standing in front of me.
    “Well, Agent Riley, I can assure you that your pistol is not necessary.  I’m not here to harm you, just talk.”
    “What do we have to talk about?”
    “Well, I would certainly caution you about the company you keep.  Has Mason even told you what he is yet?”
    “That’s not really any of your concern,” I say, realizing he’s hit on a sensitive point.
    “No, it ’s not,” Lucian agrees, “but it is a concern for you.  I would find out who it is I’m associating with if I were you, Agent Riley.  And if he refuses to tell you, well, I guess that speaks for itself, doesn’t it?”
    As if he sensed we were speaking about him, Mason materializes beside Lucian holding my Kevlar vest in one of his hands.
    As soon as the two men look at each other it’s like the night air is suddenly charged with electricity .  Mason’s body tenses like he’s holding himself back from beating the other man to a pulp.
    “Well, speak of the devil,” Lucian smiles at Mason like he’s made a funny joke.  “I was just telling Agent Riley here that she should get to know the true you better, Mason.  How goes the search by the way?  Any luck?”
    Mason’s jaw muscles tighten.  “Do you really think I would answer that question?”
    Lucian chuckles, but there’s no humor in it.  It’s more like he’s laughing at Mason, not Mason’s answer.
    “And how about you?” Mason asks.  “Found what you’re looking for yet?”
    Lucian’s smile slowly disappears.  “Perhaps.  Each new year brings it’s own small miracle, but I have a feeling this might be my year.  I’ll just have to see what tonight’s reaping has brought to me.”
    “Well, I would wish you luck but you know I wouldn’t mean it.”
    “I could say the same old friend.”
    “We were never friends,” Mason says in a low menacing voice.  “I don’t make friends with traitors.”
    “Watch your tongue boy, ” Lucian’s voice booms, “or have you forgotten I can wipe out your existence with one touch?”
    “If you’re scared of me, by all means do it and stop talking about it every time we meet,” Mason says.  “Your bluff has become a bore…what name are you going by now anyway?”
    “Lucian.”
    “Is that how you cho ose the bodies?  Wasn’t there a Lucas once?  Why not just go by your real name?”
    “Alas , that name has been tainted by the monkeys on this planet.  Far too