Moon Shifter 02 - Primal Possession

others. Everyone knew that their laws were black-and-white, and if someone did something they perceived as wrong, they struck hard and fast and asked questions later. Death seemed to be the usual punishment. And as far as Liam knew, there weren’t many fae living in the United States. They tended to stay in Ireland and Scotland.
    Jayce nodded. “We’re not the only ones who have been targeted by radical groups. Apparently the APL is trying to branch out overseas and the fae aren’t takingany chances. They want to stop this group before they have a chance to spread. And they’re the ones who reached out to us. Maybe to see what we had planned. I’m not totally sure. Even though I’d rather keep this in-house, if they have knowledge we don’t, I want to capitalize on it.”
    “Agreed,” Connor said, then glanced at Ana. His mate had been unusually quiet, but Liam knew they were likely communicating telepathically. Another perk between bondmates. When Connor turned back to Jayce and spoke, Liam knew he’d been right. “You haven’t said where you’re staying, but we have an extra guesthouse. You’d have plenty of privacy if you want to use it.”
    Yeah, that definitely came from Ana, not his brother.
    Jayce nodded. “Thanks. My bags are in my truck.” He looked at Liam, then back at Connor. “I’m heading to town to talk to December McIntyre after this. I didn’t realize the extent of her involvement and attacks. I’m going to question her to see if she remembers anything important. I’d like to take Liam—unless you object?”
    The question surprised Liam, but he figured Jayce was just being respectful of Connor’s territory. And Liam would have gone anyway. December had been scared of Jayce last night and he wouldn’t let the other shifter meet with her alone.
    Connor nodded without pause. “Of course.”
    Once the meeting dispersed, Jayce spoke to Connor for a few minutes in private, then excused himself and went to find Erin. It was a little rude not talking to Connor longer, but he’d make up for it later. So far he actually liked this pack. They didn’t reek of fear around him and they were honest. At least what he could scent.
    As he strode across the yard, he spotted the redheadand the other male who’d been glued to her side at the table—Noah—entering the barn. He trailed after their voices and scent. The male was angry at something and she was pissed at having the same argument again. He found them by one of the stables. It appeared as if the redhead planned to take one of the horses out, but the male had pinned her up against one of the open doors with his body.
    For a moment Jayce’s instinct to fight flared to life. He calmed when he realized the redhead wasn’t pushing him away. Her hand was on the male’s chest, but she was grasping his shirt. Her other one wrapped around the back of his neck in a tight grip. Jayce knew she could defend herself, because he understood
what
she was.
    He wanted to talk to her about that but decided to wait. The lust emanating from both of them was overpowering and if he was honest, he was fucking jealous. Jealous of two virtual strangers. Christ, he needed to get laid. No, he needed to get some more time with Kat. But that wasn’t happening anytime soon. Now that she knew the truth about him—or a version of it anyway—she likely wouldn’t stay in the same room as him. Too bad for her he had to talk to her about that kidnapping. Even thinking about her at the mercy of two monsters made his canines throb. He preferred to fight in his human form—all enforcers did—but his inner wolf wanted blood at the thought of Kat in danger.
    If it wasn’t for his job, he’d steer clear of her for the rest of this trip, but he couldn’t. Unfortunately the longer he was around her, the more he felt his resolve stripping away. If she pushed him hard enough, he might be driven to claim her, to mark her. And if that happened, she’d eventually hate him. Hate living with the knowledge that she was marked for death every single day.

Chapter 8
    “Y ou want to grab breakfast? December’s store won’t be open for another hour and I don’t think ambushing her as soon as she opens is a good idea,” Liam said to Jayce as he steered down the long driveway. Judging her reaction to Jayce yesterday, he wanted to tread lightly. Keeping his intended mate happy was the most important thing to him.
    “That’s fine.” As he settled against the seat, Jayce