Moonlight Kin 4: Tristan by Jordan Summers Read Free Book Online

and sat back. “I
didn’t kill him if that’s what you’re asking.”
    Tristan scooted forward. He had wondered if
she had, but wasn’t surprised that she hadn’t. Female hunters
weren’t common, but they did exist. The east coast Alpha, Damon
Laroche, had mated with one such woman.
    “Then who did?” he asked. Tristan would hunt
them down once he eliminated the Darkling threat.
    Everly scoffed. “I’m not about to tell you
that. You’d kill them,” she said.
    “Yes, I would.” Tristan smiled, showing more
teeth than necessary. That was his job, and he was very good at
it.
    Isabel stared at Everly. “You knew the skull
came from one of them, and you kept it anyway? Are you nuts?”
    “Not crazy,” Tristan said, answering for her.
“But not particularly bright, since my kind can smell their
own.”
    Everly stiffened and glared at him. This time
she didn’t look away until Isabel shook her. “You might’ve
mentioned his resemblance to one of the Avengers.”
    “It wasn’t Loki, so I didn’t think it was
important,” Izzy said.
    Everly laughed. “I see why you like him.”
    Isabel’s mouth dropped open. A plethora of
emotions rushed across her face. “I don’t like him. Why would you
say that? He’s a monster.”
    Tristan tensed. Humans had called him many
things over the years. Nothing really fazed him anymore—or so he
thought. She’s human. She means nothing to me , he
reminded himself.
    Her cheeks reddened. “No offense,” Isabel
added hastily.
    “None taken,” Tristan said nonchalantly,
ignoring the churning in his gut. “Your friend was about to tell me
where she got the skull.”
    “No, she wasn’t,” Everly said. “So drop
it.”
    He surged forward. “If there is someone out
there hunting Moonlight Kin, then I need to know about it.”
    “Hunting what?” Isabel asked.
    “That’s what they call themselves,” Everly
said. “I thought you knew.”
    “Of course.” It was obvious she hadn’t.
    Tristan was within striking distance. He
didn’t make a habit of attacking women. In fact, he avoided it
whenever possible. But his loyalty was to his people, not to
humans. This woman needed to be reminded of the fact.
    “I’m only going to ask nicely one last time,”
Tristan said. “Where did you get the skull?”
    Everly glowered. “It was a gift.”
    “For what purpose?” he asked. Getting her to
respond was like pulling teeth from a mule.
    She thought about the question for a moment.
No doubt trying to decide whether to lie. It would do her no good.
He’d scent a lie immediately.
    Everly sighed. “I use it to detect your
presence,” she said.
    Tristan’s nostrils flared. That was not what
he’d expected her to say. Such a thing shouldn’t be possible, but
the ramifications of the admission were not lost on him. This woman
was more dangerous than he first thought.
    Somehow she’d turned a Moonlight Kin skull
into a tracking device. If the Hunters learned about it, about her,
they’d go to great lengths to get their hands on her. What if she’d
already shared the knowledge? He needed to find out.
    “How have you used this knowledge?” If she
said that she gave the information to the Hunters, then Tristan was
going to have to kill her or have the local Alpha take care of the
job.
    He glanced at Isabel. She would never forgive
him if he murdered her friend, but what choice did he have?
    “The skull is for personal use,”
Everly said. “I do not share what I know. It helps me avoid your
kind.”
    “Why didn’t you tell me about this?” Isabel
asked, sounding hurt. “I could’ve used one of those myself.”
    “And exactly how did you plan to get one?”
Tristan asked. Had he completely misjudged her? Was she talking
about killing, too?
    Isabel rolled her eyes. “I’ll start by
melting ice.”
    Tristan gave her a droll look and shook his
head. He should’ve known.
    Everly touched her arm. “You need to go with
him,” she said.
    “Okay, now I know