IntimateEnemy by Jocelyn Modo Read Free Book Online Page A

gravelly male voice said as he grabbed and
pulled her against him.
    Her body, bonded to Lone, rejected being held by another
male. Her heart slammed against her chest, her hands fisted. Remembering her
brief training in self-defense, she collapsed against him, throwing her
attacker off balance so she could break free. She spun around to face him,
brought her knee up to rack him. Hard.
    He made a high wheezing sound as he doubled over and
collapsed to his knees on the floor.
    She turned to run but another male was at her back, his arm
snaking around her waist, trapping her. She struggled against his grip but only
accomplished hurting herself.
    “Wharm.” That one word carried a world of threat. “Release
my intimate. Now.”
    Immediately she was free. She stumbled away, turning to see
that her second captor had been Lone’s brother.
    “We were only trying to catch her for you,” Wharm said
indignantly.
    “You and Kana frightened her half to death. Hurt her,” he
said, looking at the male still kneeling on the floor.
    “ We hurt her ?” Kana said, disbelief lacing his
shaky voice. “She damn near castrated me.”
    Wharm chuckled. “That’s what you get for underestimating
her. Did you really think Lone’s intimate would be some wilting flower?”
    Kana used the wall for leverage as he stood, still panting,
his face red and blotchy. “I didn’t think she’d perform sex reassignment
surgery on me.”
    “Oh please. You’ve always been a bit of a girl anyway,
Kana.”
    “Fuck you,” Kana growled.
    Lone sighed. “Azure, I believe you have already met my
brother Wharm.”
    She gave a nod of acknowledgement, keeping her lips firmly
pressed together to prevent laughter from spilling out. She was suddenly giddy.
Hell, maybe she was losing her mind. She couldn’t stand still—shifting, moving,
feeling uncomfortable where she was.
    “This is my youngest brother Kanaen, but we call just call
him Kana.”
    “I am pleased to make your acquaintance,” Azure said,
falling back on her manners to keep her steady even as she shifted again,
stepped to the side.
    “Yeah, well I’m not,” the youngest brother mumbled.
    “Kana,” both Lone and Wharm rebuked him.
    “What?” He cupped himself. “Can you really blame me?”
    “No, not at all,” Azure said, taking another small step and
finally feeling comfortable where she was. “Can you really blame me?”
    Kana tilted his head to the side and studied her, then moved
his gaze right next to her. “Guess not,” he said. “It’s obvious you two have
body bonded.”
    She glanced next to her only to find that she was standing a
mere inch away from Lone. With a gasp, she stepped away. She really was losing
it. Running away only to inch toward the male she ran from, needing to be near
him even if she didn’t want to.
    She wished she had time to allow her hormones and emotions to
settle long enough for her to wrap her mind around the situation and come to
some decision.
    “Our bodies have bonded,” Lone said, “and our spirits have
begun to bond as well.”
    Every muscle in her body tightened, her heart quickened.
    “Kitchka. ” Lone cupped her face in his large, warm
hands and captured her gaze. “What do you fear?”
    “You’re a good male, but I don’t want to be enslaved to you.
I want to be free to…grow and learn and see things I’ve never seen. I want to
be me.”
    He released her, stepped back, glowering at her. “You think
I’ll hold you back, shackle you to my side, force you to be who I want you to
be?”
    “Won’t you?”
    “Of course not.” He looked appalled. “You fear the spirit
bond but if it was completed, you’d know that I would never treat you as
anything other than my equal, my partner in life.”
    Even without a completed spirit bond, she could feel the
absolute truth in his words. Lone was nothing like her father. Or Oquin, the
man her father meant to give her to as a gift, a thing, property. Lone was
nothing like any male