Soar (Cold Mark Book 5) Read Free Page B

hybrid power detonating.
    I seriously hoped I was making the right choice.

In the pre-dawn light, I rubbed Jax’s back. He was still in mute astonishment—and shock—of what he had witnessed. His eyes were now wide open to what Phila and Killeg really were. It had taken so much power for my Vaq to be convinced I was not their Soul, that they had not met their Soul yet, and they didn’t care—my last minute add—if they ever met her.
    With Malik and Phila now out of my apartment, back to their own penthouse, I stifled a yawn behind a fist. “It’s bedtime for me.”
    Killeg and Phila swayed on their feet, ready to drop, their faces pale and sweat beading their foreheads. Immediately, they turned on their heel and stumbled in the direction of the bedroom I had claimed as mine.
    I cleared my throat and tilted my head. “The other bedroom, gentlemen.” Not that I thought they would try anything tonight, dead tired as they were…but I needed to know I could sleep by myself. Malik and Leo had been gracing my bed every day in prison and my meds were now out of my system, the doctor finished weening me off them. I had to know how my days would be without warm bodies keeping me safe and protected.
    I was still me .
    Killeg grumbled, glaring. But they altered their course and stepped into the guest bedroom. The door remained open. I was fine with that. I did have a tendency now to scream in my sleep, and I would much rather them not break a door down in their haste to make sure I was fine. My apartment was already wrecked enough.
    Jax’s head tipped down to me in a sharp snap. “You knew.”
    “I did.”
    “How?”
    My nose crinkled, and I shook my head. “I’d rather not say.”
    His gray eyes studied mine before he nodded. “Okay.” He pointed a finger to my bedroom. “Do you want me to stay until you’re asleep?”
    Stiller’s eyes shot wide. “What? Have you lost your damned mind?”
    Jax waved him off. “It’s not like that.” He knew my troubles.
    “No.” I shook my head. “Sweet Pea will be company enough.”
    He brushed his lips against my forehead. “If you need me, I’m just across the hall.”
    I shoved him—and Stiller—toward my front door, herding them out. “Just be here at sunset to help me fix the mess they made.” And it occurred to me…I could do whatever the hell I wanted to tomorrow night. “And let’s plan on going shopping. Sweet Pea will need some toys to play with and I need a new hov-coffee table.”
    Stiller raised a purple brow. “How do you plan to pay for your purchases?”
    “I’m sure the Plumas wouldn’t mind giving me a loan.” Hell, they were paying for my place.
    He snickered smugly, a knowing flicker in his shining eyes. “But how do you plan to pay them back?” For all they have done for you , he didn’t say, but it was obvious.
    I shut the door in their faces.

    “How many toys does one dog need?” Phila complained, his arms loaded with fluffy puppy toys. I added another one to the growing pile, shoving it under his chin so it wouldn’t fall. He wiggled his nose as if he had an itch. He wouldn’t be able to scratch it with his hands full as they were. “Really, Braita, I think this is enough.”
    I snorted, glancing from one of his hands to one of Killeg’s, eyeing the rings on their fingers. For their Harem. “And just how many women do you two need?” I had never met the three women, but if I chose to have a relationship with these men…well, those women would be taking a long walk away from them. And never return.
    Killeg stopped jostling the enormous bag of dog food in his arms.
    Phila’s shoulders tensed and his nose stopped twitching.
    I lifted a brow at their closed-off expressions. “Please tell me you knew this about me.”
    Jax chuckled but hurried to peer away when they glared at him.
    Phila glanced back to me, growling, “Yes, we knew it. We just haven’t gotten around to them yet.” His white brows furrowed, a sheepish smile