brown eyes. “I’m sorry I ran. I just couldn’t help myself.”
Drake turned his face into her hand and kissed her palm then took the shirt from her and held it out for her to slip her arms into. It was so big it came down to the middle of her thighs, but she could smell Drake’s scent on it, and her cat purred in approval. Yes indeed, she and her cat were agreeing on more and more things every minute.
When she turned back around, Drake slowly buttoned up the shirt for her, not taking his eyes from hers. Of all the brothers, Drake had seemed the most reserved. But now, if she tried hard enough, Kate could almost feel his emotions. They were deep and powerful, and the strength of them almost took Kate’s breath away.
Drake led her to the couch and then settled her in his lap while Jake sat next to them and put Kate’s legs over his own. Blake sat on the floor in front of them then took Kate’s hand and entwined their fingers together.
“Okay, you guys look way too serious.” She reached up with her free hand and rubbed her fingers across the already-healing wounds on Jake’s nose. “Is this about those two cats out there?”
Drake pressed his lips to her temple. “Yes and no. We knew there might be others who would challenge our mating. What took us off guard was you.”
“Me? What do you mean?”
Blake kissed her fingers. “Sweetheart, you’re a black panther.”
Kate blinked at him, not understanding how the color of her panther could cause so much concern.
“Black panther shifters don’t exist, Kate.” Blake’s words still didn’t make any sense to her.
“Okay, so I’m different. Why are you all looking at me like this?” Kate had always felt a little self-conscious, never really feeling comfortable in her own skin. The news that she really was different made her feel a little defensive.
Drake brushed her hair out of her eyes with his fingers. “Kate, there’s an old legend among our kind. A legend about black panthers. They are only born to one specific clan—Jesse’s clan.”
Kate frowned at the mention of the father she had never gotten the chance to know. Drake ran his finger over her lips but kept talking.
“Only a few of the elders know the whole legend or where it came from. We know the black panthers were revered in ancient times for their powers. They disappeared generations ago, but a legend has lived on that they would return one day.” He looked at Jake and then down at Blake. Kate could feel them urging Drake to continue. This whole mental link thing was going to take some getting used to. Drake took a deep breath, and his voice took on an even more ominous tone.
“There is one clan, though, that made it their mission to ensure that the black panthers were extinguished forever. They hunted the descendants of the ancient clan and killed Jesse and his entire family to try to prevent them from ever rising again. Jesse was the last of his clan, Kate. When he was killed, everyone thought the legend had died with him. You’re the first black panther to be born in generations upon generations.”
“What else does the legend say?” Kate heard the hesitancy in her own voice. She wasn’t really sure she wanted to know the answer.
Drake’s brow furrowed, and he pursed his lips. Kate had the distinct impression he wasn’t all that happy about giving her the answer. “It talks of the black panthers being reborn with powers that would be even greater than their ancestors.”
Kate huffed. Great, she couldn’t even be a normal panther. She had to be some kind of freaky super-panther. “What kind of powers?”
Jake let out a frustrated breath and rubbed his hand up and down her leg. “We’re not very well versed on the legend, Kate. We just need to keep you safe and make sure they don’t find you.”
Kate wasn’t sure how to react to all of this. She had grown up always feeling like there was nothing special about her, and she never quite fit in. Besides the
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