My Demon Saint by R. G. Alexander Read Free Book Online Page A

enjoying herself. If this was what crazy felt like, maybe it wasn’t so bad. She’d given Julie the benefit of the doubt. Saint had somehow pulled them into the game, and the only way to find out why was to reach his lair. What could be simpler?
    Especially when she had this strong, healthy body. She’d never been faster, or felt more alive. The kitsune aspect of her character must be responsible for that, as well as her new, intensified sense of smell.
    Sinner, for example, smelled delicious. Mouthwateringly delicious. She’d had to stop herself from dragging him into the woods several times already. Since they’d entered the inn it had gotten much worse. He stayed protectively close to her as they pushed through the crowd, close enough to lick.
    Lick? What was wrong with her?
    The same thing that was wrong with Julie, she’d noticed. The energy between her cousin and Liam was electric. From her new, altered senses, it was clear to Ume that the wolf shifter was in love. Just as clear that he was overly careful around the petite Julie.
    Ume wished she could tell him. Julie had always been complicated. One of the only girls in her brood, overprotected and shy at first glance, but Ume knew better. Beneath the silk was all steel. When Julie wanted something, she found a way to make it happen. Ume may be louder and more careless, but Julie’s quiet determination had moved mountains. Liam wouldn’t know what hit him.
    “Ume, I want you to meet my good friend Manx. He is a mystic. We have fought together many times. Manx? Meet Ume, warrior kitsune , and her friends, Liam the Wolf and…” Sinner glanced over at Julie, an eyebrow raised.
    Julie bit her lip, blushing. “Jules the bard. Are there bards here? Is that right?” She looked over at Ume, who nodded. “Okay then.”
    Sinner turned back to his friend quickly, but Ume caught the mirth in the look he shared with the stranger. “Jules the bard. Lets all find a table and get off our feet.”
    Ume tried to catch her warrior’s gaze. There was an undercurrent in the air, a darker, smokier scent to him, as though he were excited. Because of the mystic? She studied the new man as they all lowered themselves around a table.
    He was as handsome as her warrior was beautiful. A strong jaw and brilliant indigo eyes were framed by a shock of long blue hair. He was also covered from top to bottom in blue tattoos, and little else.
    What was it with this game and nudity? But Ume had to admit, he smelled pretty damn good too. He smiled at her, his eyes dropping to her breasts as they bounced with every movement. She liked that look, and she wasn’t sure what to make of her reaction.
    Sinner’s hand covered her lower back and she shivered, feeling his touch to the tip of her tails.
    They had to find Saint before she started forgetting who she really was. Before she didn’t want to go back.
    “I’m not feeling very well.” Ume turned to find Julie’s fingers touching her temple. She looked pale. “It must be the smoke.”
    Liam stood and pulled her up into his arms. “I’ll take her outside.” He nodded at Ume. “She’ll be fine. I’ll protect her.”
    Ume caught Julie’s gaze, and swallowed a sound of surprise. She was faking it? But why? The minute she thought the question she knew the answer.
    Julie wanted to be alone with Liam.
    “Are you sure, Jules?”
    “I’m sure.”
    The couple turned and made their way out of the crowded club, leaving Ume alone with Sinner and Manx. Talk about dangerous. “Anybody else hungry?”
    Manx leaned back against the wall, his heavy-lidded gaze seductive. “I’m always hungry. Ask Sinner.”
    Her warrior chuckled, dipping his chin in agreement. “It’s true. We’ve shared enough meals together for me to know we have similar appetites.”
    “You’re not talking about food are you?” Had she just said that out loud? She clapped her hand over her mouth and the two men threw back their heads, their loud laughs drawing