Dragon Marked: Supernatural Prison #1 by Jaymin Eve Read Free Book Online

better
than to invite mother dearest along, otherwise the dining hall would get a
front row seat to a bitch fight. And I’d bring more than claws. After making
sure it wasn’t on silent, I threw the phone aside again and, reaching over the
end of the chair, grabbed the pillow and blanket that was draped across there.
The original, and in my opinion best, Transformers movie was playing on
the huge flat screen. I snuggled down and enjoyed a few minutes before my lids
started to get heavy. 
    A loud knock rang through the house, startling me from my comfortable
slumber. Ignoring it, I squashed my face further into the pillow. Whoever it
was could come back later. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with any of the women.
But of course the knock continued, over and over until I couldn’t ignore it any
longer.
    Stumbling on the blanket, I got to my feet and crossed the room in a few
angry strides. I slammed open the door. My mouth opened, preparing to blast the
shit out of whichever desperate girl was outside. Sure, I could have had more
sympathy for the women who thought they’d finally be the one to tame a Compass,
but their weakness annoyed me. Maybe I’d change my tune if I ever found myself
in love. But I doubted it.
    I froze as I came face to face with a pair of green eyes which sat atop a
small, straight nose and full rosy-red lips. Nose and lips exactly the same as
mine.
    Mischa stood there, more fire on her face than I’d seen in the hall. She
was scowling, another thing we had in common. Closing my mouth, I took a moment
to examine her up close. We were eerily similar, and yet not identical. I had
the smallest smattering of freckles across my ivory skin. Hers was clear of any
marks. Her eyes were a little wider-spaced than mine, forehead a little
smaller. But all in all there was no denying our familial relationship.
    I opened my mouth but she spoke first. “Jonathon told me where you were,
don’t be mad at him. I badgered him until he broke.” I doubted that, her power
was nothing on his. He was trying to get us together. “All the years I dreamed
of meeting you, I somehow thought it would go differently.” Despite the bite,
her voice was soft, sweeter than mine had ever sounded. And why the hell had
she been privileged enough to know of my existence?
    The way she continued to lower her eyes as she spoke told me everything.
She had not been raised in a pack, she did not know anything of dominance. She
was unknowingly giving me the upper hand in our relationship. I opened my mouth
to say something. I actually didn’t know what would come out, so we both looked
a little surprised when I said, “Do you want to come in?”
    She nodded, her fine black brows drawing together as she stepped around
me and into the Compass home. I shut the door firmly behind her and led the way
into the living room. We sat facing each other, a three foot gap separating us.
    “So you knew about me?”
    She stared at her hands as she twined them over and over. “Yes, Mom
always told me I had a sister, that we’d had to leave for both of our safety,
but that I’d meet her again someday.”
    Well, damn mother dearest seemed to be a hell of a lot more honest than
Dad had been with me. Although his last words to me seemed to indicate he’d
been in the dark as much as I was. 
    She was still speaking: “I’ve been alone a lot of my life, and I always
imagined the fun of having a sister and a friend. Of course, I was like ten at
the time, but it has stayed with me.”
    I pushed my hair behind my ears. “Until a few hours ago I had no idea you
existed.” I pulled my gaze from her eerily familiar features. I kept wondering
if I did the same little things that Mischa did, like chewing the corner of my
bottom lip when I was upset, or wrinkling my nose to stop tears. “Why have you
returned now? What did you do about shifting if you had no pack?”
    Shifters could change at will, and only had a mild call from the full
moon. But we still