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

there’s something wrong
with you,” Izzy said. “Because the friend I know would never
suggest anything so insane, especially knowing full well what he
is.”
    Everly’s dark eyes filled with compassion.
“I’ve seen the future,” she said.
    “I know,” Izzy said. “We heard. Though a lot
of it didn’t make sense, and you don’t seem to be in a hurry to
elaborate.”
    Tristan rested his elbows on his knees. “What
exactly did you see?”
    Everly’s dark gaze landed on him. “I don’t
think you’re ready to hear what I saw. I don’t think either of you
are, but it doesn’t matter.” She pushed her hair away from her
face. “I’ve seen what’s going to happen...to us all. You can’t
outrun fate. None of us can.”
    A shiver tracked down Tristan’s spine.
     
    * * * * *
     

Chapter Five
     
    Izzy hugged Everly goodbye then stepped into
the hall.
    “You will see her again,” Tristan said.
    She hoped he was right, but thus far Izzy
hadn’t had any visions of the future. Did that mean she didn’t have
a future to see?
    Izzy frowned.
    “Come,” Tristan said, but didn’t reach for
her.
    “Where are we going?” she asked.
    His guarded expression made her think he
wouldn’t answer, but then Tristan surprised her. “I must present
myself to the Alpha of this area. He can aid us in finding
shelter.”
    “Why do I have to go with you?” Izzy
asked.
    “Because you have shown that you cannot be
trusted out of my sight.” He smirked.
    Once again Izzy had the overwhelming urge to
slap the smartass expression right off his face. She’d try it if he
weren’t so tall.
    Tristan laughed.
    “What?” she asked.
    “Sometimes you are so easy to read,” he
said.
    Izzy tilted her head to get a better look at
him. “I’ll keep that in mind the next time I think about hitting
you,” she said.
    “You’d only hurt yourself,” Tristan said.
    “Of course you would say something like
that,” she said, then muttered under her breath, “arrogant jerk.”
He was right. Hitting someone that solid would probably break her
hand.
    Tristan chuckled. “You mustn’t be concerned
about your friend’s visions,” he said.
    Izzy stopped on the sidewalk. “I’m not. Why
would you bring that up?”
    He shrugged his broad shoulders. “I thought
perhaps that was what you were upset about.”
    “No,” she said. “I’m upset because you won’t
leave me alone and insist on disrupting my life. Hint. Hint.
Hint.”
    “Oh,” he said. “I’m glad to be mistaken.
Better to be thinking that than the possibility of us having
sex.”
    Her eyes rounded. “I wasn’t thinking about
having sex with you.” Izzy’s gaze automatically dropped to the
bulge straining the front of his sweatpants. He needed to change
clothes.
    “Good.” Tristan gave her a knowing smirk.
“You can rest assured it’s never going to happen.”
    Angry with herself for being distracted by
his perfect body, Izzy rounded on him. “Damn right it’s not!” she
snapped. “So just get that mental picture out of your head.” And
she’d do the same just as soon as he got dressed.
    They continued down the sidewalk toward the
French Quarter, weaving their way through the growing crowds.
Despite it being morning, the tourists were already out enjoying
the delights the quarter offered.
    “I have no idea what you’re thinking, but sex
with you never even crossed my mind. Nor would it ever with a human ,” Tristan said in disgust.
    Izzy stopped again. “What’s that supposed to
mean?”
    Tristan paused, his gaze scanning the people
around them. “I do not sleep with inferior species,” he said,
giving her body a once over.
    Izzy’s mouth gaped. “Who are you calling
inferior, Snowflake?”
    His haughty expression spoke volumes. “You
are human. Are you not?”
    Anger rose out of nowhere. “How dare you!”
Izzy shouted. “I am not a monster.”
    Tristan’s jaw clenched, and he stepped
forward until there was no space between their