Read Online Banded Brothers 03 - To Enchant An Eagle by Amber Kell - Free Book Online

    “Marty,” Eaton whispered.
“Always, my love,” Marty replied.
The hawk shifter lay beside Eaton. They were both
    naked. Eaton’s mouth watered at the sight of his beloved in all his bare glory. “I want you. Please make me yours,” he begged.
    “You are already mine,” Marty said. He kissed Eaton’s shoulder, dragging his lips across Eaton’s skin. “You will always be mine.”
    Marty nipped at Eaton’s neck, sending a shivering thread of desire through his body.
Eaton looked into his lover’s passionate gaze.
Marty leaned forward, but just as their lips almost touched, he transformed into a hawk and flew away. Eaton cried out, reaching for his vanished lover.
    Eaton blinked as he tried to bring his world into focus. He lay on a large bed in an enormous decadently luxurious room. Antique furniture rubbed elbows with expensive textiles. Eaton knew exactly what some of this cost, because when Carey had redecorated the manor, most of the items like this fell into the too expensive to purchase pile.
    He rubbed his scalp as a mild ache pierced through his head. A memory skated across his mind only to be erased like writing on a whiteboard, crumbling to dust.
“Where am I?” he whispered.
    The last thing he could remember was studying with Gallen and figuring out a particularly hard physics problem. Eaton took stock. He wore his jeans, the T-shirt he remembered dressing in earlier and his favorite green wool socks. His stomach rumbled its dissatisfaction over its current emptiness.
    Maybe if he left the room, he could find somebody with food. He was obviously in someone’s house. There must be a kitchen. A brief scan didn’t reveal his shoes, but if he stayed inside that shouldn’t be a problem.
    Working on the theory that all homes had places to prepare food, especially ones with rooms this nice, Eaton headed for the door.
    The knob turned easily. Eaton paused, wondering why he thought it might not. Did he think he’d been abducted? Eaton laughed at his own silliness. Who would steal him?
    After opening the door, he peeked outside to the hallway, looking for dangers or people of any kind. No one. Confident the house was apparently free of ninjas, Eaton exited the room. A quick glance up and down the hall determined there was only one way, which appeared to have a staircase. The other end led to a long row of doorways that dead-ended with a solid wall.
    Instinct had him trying to walk silently, but eagles were only graceful in the air. For the first time, Eaton wished he’d been born a cat shifter. Broden could’ve scoped out the entire building and no one would’ve heard him.
    A man stood at the bottom of the stairs. Tall with cropped dark hair and insanely broad shoulders, he eyed Eaton with a cold gaze. He had the air of a bodyguard, probably why the house was ninja free.
“They are expecting you in the dining room.”
    “Oh. Um.” Eaton looked down at his feet. “I’m not sure where my shoes are.”
The man sighed as if Eaton had turned into way more work than he was prepared for. “Come with me.”
Eaton followed the man like a lost puppy who’d found the first nice stranger and decided to follow him home. He really wanted to ask who was waiting for him and why, but he had a feeling he could ask all the questions in the world only to have them completely ignored.
The room he was led to was a giant closet with dozens of shoes and outfits placed according to size if the signs were any indication.
A pair of sneakers with a familiar star caught Eaton’s eyes. “Cool, I love these kicks.” He snatched them up, happy they were in his size.
Once his feet were covered, he straightened. “Take me to your leader.”
The dark-haired man’s mouth kicked up on one side. “You are taking all this rather well.”
Eaton tilted his head as he examined the man. “I’ve learned to go with the flow.”
Aden taught him to assess all threats before attacking, in order to have a better chance of success.