Soldier Mine by Amber Kell Read Free Book Online Page B

over a hundred years. It’s one thing to be alpha of our class but another to be a real alpha Thresl. Vohne is the latter. An alpha is priceless to Thresl hunters, which is why there was an attack on the station. To control Vohne is to control the entire kingdom of Thresls. They would’ve come and gotten you next so they could blackmail him into doing whatever they wanted.”
    Kres brushed off concern for himself. He needed to figure out what the hell was going on. “But why are they so special?”
    “Because they are the strongest of their kind. Thresls are shape-shifters who can bond so well with their mates that they essentially enhance the other person. When you went after those guys earlier, how did you feel?”
    Kres rolled the memory around in his mind before he answered. “Strong. Powerful. I don’t remember ever feeling like that before, like I could take on anyone.”
    “That is your Thresl effect.” Zander took a sip of the liquor before speaking. “Thresls don’t just become the very heart of their owner, they strengthen them. Alphas are the kings of Thresl kind. Vohne is obligated to go back to the Thresl home planet and take his seat on the throne. He will be making decisions for the fate of his kingdom. If he says a planet isn’t granted a Thresl from his people, they won’t be. Thresls are the most desired commodity anywhere, and Vohne will have total control. He is also the only creature who can dissolve a Thresl bond.”
    “I thought they couldn’t be broken.” This entire bonding thing bothered Kres. He didn’t like things being taken out of his hands.
    “They couldn’t before. The last Thresl alpha died a hundred years ago. Only the alpha is born with the ability to break connections. You didn’t just bond with a strong creature that can make you a better soldier. You bonded with the king of Thresls. You are now, in essence, one of the most powerful men in the entire galaxy, my friend. And until another alpha is born, your Thresl is the king of an entire planet.”
    Kres grabbed his glass of liquor and downed the rest of the contents in one final gulp. He’d thought his life was screwed before. Now what was he going to do?
    * * * *
    Kres was lying on the bed when Vohne returned to their room. He examined every inch of his human, checking for injuries. He’d yearned for Kres while in his drug-induced haze. Everything he had longed to merge with this man but he hadn’t wanted Kres to see him injured. A Thresl always wanted to appear strong and able to take care of his mate.
    The look he got in return was less than promising.
    “Aren’t you happy to see me?”
    Kres flipped a page in a book Vohne recognised as the one the commander had given his mate. “Thrilled, Your Highness.” He flipped another page.
    Uh-oh.
    Kres definitely didn’t look pleased. Obviously someone had filled him in on who Vohne must be.
    Vohne decided it was best not to let his mate think too much on it. Marching over to the bed, he slid his fingers through Kres’ hair and tilted his chin. “I’m happy to see you too.” Without giving his mate a chance to answer, Vohne dropped to his knees on the floor and covered Kres’ mouth with his own. Heat poured through him at the mouth-to-mouth connection, and all the fine hairs across his body stood on end at the electric jolt of kissing his mate.
    Yum!
    He might not still have his tail, but his claws were just beneath the surface. With a low growl, he shredded his mate’s shirt.
    “Hey!”
    Kres’ outraged expression didn’t match the smell of passion rolling off his body.
    “You wish to stop?” Vohne pressed his body closer to his mate’s, rubbing against him in the most delightful way. A purr rolled up his throat.
    “Um, no.” Kres lifted his hips in a silent invitation to explore, an invitation Vohne was more than willing to accept. “Besides, you can unbind us if you want, right?”
    Vohne froze. “What do you mean?” He didn’t like the way this