Shift Into Me (Werewolf Shifter Romance) (The Alpha's Kiss) by Lynn Red Read Free Book Online

uh, how do you mean?” I tried to sound cool, but that’s hardly in my emotional inventory. “I thought you guys hadn’t talked for a few years.”
    “If you don’t cook those, I’m gonna eat another one.” Hunter laughed and flicked on the stove.
    As close as I was to him, the immediate scent of sage and pork, mixed with whatever scent it was that Damon’s friend had on him filled my nose. Breath hitched a little in my chest. I pushed the rest of the sausages into the pan, hoping the sizzles and pops would snap me back to reality.
    I coughed, as much to jar myself out of the werewolf trance as to clear my throat. “Sorry,” I said. “My brain doesn’t really work so well in the morning.” I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw that the coffee pot was already going. Had I done that?
    “I set it last night,” Hunter said. “You looked confused. But anyway, yeah you’re right. It’s been a... two? Three? I dunno. It was after he moved since we last talked.”
    “We had some times,” I admitted for some reason. “Back and forth, up and down.”
    “Actually,” he said. “The last time I talked with Damon was during one of your... forth and down times. I guess is a halfway decent way to... you know what, never mind. He was all upset about a fight you were having. I guess you were just dating back then? Not like now. Here, let me.” Hunter reached across me and pouring a massive mug full. “Sugar? Cream?”
    I nodded, waited for what would seem excessive for a normal person, and thanked him. I took a sip. “He talked about our fights? He barely talked to me , but that’s good that he’d go to someone else.”
    “Nah, it wasn’t like that. He was scared, you know? Back then, you guys were... fifteen? Sixteen? He was just freaked out.” He paused for a second. “I was so dumb back then. It was right in my face, but now, seeing you guys together, it’s obvious how much you mean to him.”
    “How do you know?” I took another drink. There was so much stuff in here that it was more like caffeinated sweet cream than coffee. I don’t have to say how good that tastes.
    From the look on his face, I could tell I confused him. “How do I know what?” Hunter was stammering a little.
    Was I really making this huge werewolf nervous? There’s a power I never knew I had. “You said you can see how much I mean. How?” I wasn’t gonna drop it, this was too much fun.
    “He’s got this... look. I’ve known Damon since he was like three weeks old. We grew up together. We have a connection that, I mean I’m sure you understand it, with what you’ve been through together, but most people just don’t have any clue.”
    Hunter poured his own cup – black of course, what a surprise – and drank to buy himself a second. “I mean, what you two have... that’s something that we, like, we ...”
    I nodded.
    “We grow up being told that there’s one person, one soul, for all of us, and it’s up to us to find it. It’s kinda... it seems like no one ever does. My parents told me that the elder had chosen him. They told me when he left. They told me his mate, and his destiny, were both in Arizona. And that’s why he left.”
    That got my attention.
    “He never told me any of that,” I said. It was important enough to get me to stop sucking down coffee. That is important. “He said they moved because he needed to be closer to Poko.”
    Hunter’s shoulders shook with a laugh.
    “What?”
    “Sorry, I just... I’ve never heard anyone throw around the elder’s name like that. We’d never call him anything but, you know, elder. Some of the oldest Skarachee called him Pokorann, but—”
    “That’s what my grandpa called him. Apparently they’d been friends for a while.”
    “Your grandpa? Knows the elder?”
    “It’s so weird to hear you talk about him like that,” I said. “I didn’t know him as anything other than Poko. I went to his cave once to try and find Damon and he was a little bizarre,