Moon Shifter 02 - Primal Possession

unzipped his coat, revealing two blades strapped across his chest in a crisscross fashion.
    “The humans ever give you grief about your weapons?” Liam asked.
    Jayce shrugged. “They’re usually concealed, but yeah, sometimes I get hassled. I’ve got a permit, though, so fuck ’em.”
    “What are those things made of, silver?” The intricate carvings along the blade were unique and had obviously taken time.
    “It’s a mix of what humans today would consider titanium and pure silver, but they’re…different.”
    “You gonna expand on that?”
    “They were blessed by the fae about a thousand years ago.”
    “Holy shit.” Liam knew his brother’s mate had a dagger blessed by the fae passed on from her father, but they were very rare. The magic made them damn near indestructible. How a blade was blessed made a difference in what the exact purpose of it would be. Ana’s dagger could put feral shifters into comalike states, making them easily disposable, but Jayce’s could have completely different powers. It just depended on who had blessed it and why.
    Liam started to ask another question when Jayce slammed his fist against the center console. “I can’t believe Kat was kidnapped and didn’t call me.” The small outburst surprised Liam. Jayce’s words were laced with anger and something else Liam recognized.
    Fear.
    “She’s a strong female.” Liam knew he’d feel differently if it were
his
female, but Kat was unique compared with women—and humans in general—that he knew. She had a fuck-all attitude when she needed to and seemed to bounce back easily.
    “I know. I…” He looked sharply at Liam as if he was surprised he was even talking to him about her. Jayce shook his head, the action almost imperceptible. Then he changed the subject. “You ever worry about mating with your human?” The question was asked cautiously.
    Hell yeah, he did. Every second he was awake. Not mating with her wasn’t an option, though. “December is mine.” Liam said the only thing that made sense to him.
    “She’ll become a target.”
    He ignored the thread of fear that curled through him at the statement. “She’s already a target.” Liam hatedthat, but he also knew that if she was bonded to him, she’d be stronger and they’d be linked telepathically. He’d be able to communicate with her anywhere in the world. Be better able to protect her.
    Jayce grunted and Liam figured the conversation was over. It surprised him that Jayce had even opened up as much as he had. The man had a reputation for kicking ass and asking questions later. As the enforcer he had little room for diplomacy. But he was still a male and at the moment, he was seriously messed up over a female. That put them on even footing.
    Even though he was the enforcer, a female could still wreak havoc on him. The knowledge made Liam perversely happy.
    As they continued down the two-lane highway, a strange euphoric sensation rolled over him. His hands went numb as he gripped the steering wheel.
    “Shit,” Jayce muttered.
    “What?” Liam blinked a couple times.
    “You feel that?”
    He nodded because he couldn’t talk. It was as if he were floating on a cloud. Everything around him was light and airy, like he was in a giant bubble. Then his truck started to sputter. It gurgled and made deathly choking sounds.
What the hell?
    “Pull over,” Jayce ordered.
    They were on a deserted stretch of highway, surrounded by trees on either side. With numb hands, Liam did as Jayce ordered.
    “Fight it,” Jayce said as Liam put the truck in park. Then he punched him. Hard, across the face.
    The sharp, abrupt action across his jaw jerked him back to reality. His jaw stung but it was better than that woozy shit. He glared at Jayce. “What the fuck is going on?”
    “You feel that energy? It’s the Fianna.”
    “Fianna?” Liam’s head snapped back against the seat. The Fianna were legendary fae soldiers descended from the warriors of Ireland hundreds—maybe thousands—of years ago. “I thought they were just a myth.”
    Jayce snorted. “No myth. They’re real and those fuckers are here. Get out.”
    Liam might not know exactly what was going on, but he did as Jayce said. As soon as his feet hit the ground, that strange energy intensified.
    “Fight that feeling. They don’t want you lucid. It’s easier for them to kill you that way.”
    It felt as if his heart started to slow as he stood there. He shook his head but it was no use.