Immortal Becoming by Wendy S. Hales Read Free Book Online

her lap. “When my mother was killed, I had a dream that she took me to my aunt. It’s my last memory of her. Since that day, I see my dream aunt almost every time I sleep.” Jess waited for him to laugh at her, tell her she was crazy. When he remained silent, she met his eyes.
    Shane was watching her intently. “Jess, you are more than dreaming of your aunt. You’re using psychic energy to transport your body to wherever she is. She is real. When you are with her, it is no different than you and I in this room. Have you ever touched her or hugged her?”
    Jess nodded, expecting him to shout “April Fools!” at any moment. Shane closely watched her for a reaction. The urge to reject whatever he was about to tell her battled against her need to know the truth. Something inside her had always sensed there was more to the world than the accepted norm. Her anomalies were proof of that. She had abnormal strength and speed, added to the psychic abilities she spent so much time trying to deny and downplay even to herself. She wanted the answers, but she was also afraid, instinctively aware that her life would be forever changed by what she would learn.
    Her fear was justified. Every time her life had taken sudden turns in the past, it had always been infused with pain and terror. Jess realized she was biting her bottom lip. Shane grinned, patiently waiting for her to take the next step in the conversation. It was time to find out the truth behind all of the strange inclinations she had. Her sensitivities had always indicated there was something just outside of her grasp. So many times she’d felt urgency for something she couldn’t identify. This was her chance to find out why. Somehow she had stumbled onto the path of her destiny, she could feel it.
    Letting loose a fortifying breath; she braced herself to face her fear of the unknown. “Why did you reject me, Shane?”
    He stared at her a moment longer before letting out a deep sigh of his own. “I am not a male that fits to the form of what you know, Jess. It would be wrong of me to … accept the gift of you without you knowing my true form. I did not reject you. I would never reject you. I desire you more than I have ever desired anyone. The only thing that held me back was my fear of scaring you. You are sheltered and innocent, oblivious to my kind.” His desire for her was shining in his darkened eyes, lending her courage and confidence.
    He used words like male, true form, my kind. What did that mean?
    “What kind of male are you?” she quietly asked. The conversation had reached the point of no return, the point when you know that what you are about to hear will change you for all time. The play of his shoulder muscles when he leaned over, unlaced, and pulled off the military boots he wore pushed any remaining reservations she had out the window.
    “It would be easier if I showed you.” He rose from his seat and began to undress.
    Her timing might be off, but she needed to share with him an idea of just how and why she was innocent, a fact he might be unaware of after her tub demonstration. “I should warn you, I killed the last man I saw naked.” Though it was true, she wasn’t sure how to broach the subject or why she wanted—no, needed—to tell him what she normally kept close to the vest.
    Shane merely raised an eyebrow at her confession, continuing to remove his clothes. Her breath caught in her throat. He stood before her completely, gloriously naked with an odd, vulnerable expression on his handsome face. Could he be afraid of rejection from her? She gave him what she hoped was an encouraging smile, biting her bottom lip as her eyes began to travel down the length of his body.
    He was everything she had expected him to be from seeing him in cloths. More perfect than any man she had ever seen on TV or in magazines. Like her, he was completely without body or pubic hair, which was a surprise. The sight of his erection held her attention. The bulge