Page 19 of Shattered Fears

CHAPTER EIGHT

Nuka Lincoln shifted his arm into that of a polar bear, turned off the television, and threw the remote across the room in a fit of fury. Ciaran Dunaid, his beta, walked into the room and looked at the shattered remnants at his feet. With a flick of his hand in the air, the buttons repaired themselves, and the remote settled onto a table by the leather couch.

“You didn’t enjoy the program then?” the druid asked. Nuka turned and glared at him.

“Senator Ross infuriates me. He thinks he knows everything about us. His wild accusations are destroying any hope we have of walking this earth freely as we are.”

Ciaran raised an eyebrow before settling himself in an armchair.

“I didn’t think you wanted to take a 'pied de terre' with a human. I thought you preferred to chase them down and eat them for your dinner. Isn’t the senator correct on that particular point?”

“You may be magical, Ciaran, but it doesn’t mean I can’t hurt you if I decide to shift and play catch with you for sport. I wouldn’t wind me up any more than I am already, at the moment.”

“Apologies. You seem a little stressed this evening. Let me rectify that.”

Ciaran clicked his fingers, and their little maid, Lily, appeared in the middle of the room. She was naked, apart from a towel wrapped around her, with wet hair dripping down her back having, apparently, just stepped out of the shower.

“Our alpha needs your services,” the druid informed the shocked bear. She dropped the towel to give them a view of her ample assets and sashayed her hips over to him. Nuka watched her perfect breasts jiggle hypnotically. Lily leaned forward and presented them to him.

“What do you want?”

He leaned forward and kissed the rosebud peak.

“Right now, I want your warmth. Sit on my lap and allow me to hold you.”

“That’s all?”

“I have to talk with Ciaran a bit longer. When I’m finished with him, you and I will go to bed, and I’ll take what else I need, then.”

“Yes, Sir.” She licked her lips and settled on him. Instantly, he felt calmed. His body relaxed; his little bear always soothed the tension in him.

“How did things go with Samuel today?” Nuka asked his beta.

“Good, he gets stronger every day. I don’t think it’ll be long, and we’ll be ready for the change.”

“You may need to hurry it up a bit.”

“Why?” his beta asked and reached for a book, which was beside him on the table. It was a book of spells that the druid always kept close by him. It was in a language, which Nuka would never understand, and he was glad his friend could read it.

“Selene is pregnant; I learned today from a reliable source. She’s been advised not to change into a witch.”

The druid dropped the book into his lap.

“That can mean only one thing.”

“Yes, the baby is not a standard snow leopard. It’s something more interesting.”

“A multi-shifter.” Ciaran sat forward in his chair almost rubbing his hands in glee. Lily had shut her eyes and was rubbing her head up and down Nuka’s chest.

“Given there was an explosion in the Reichstag dungeons with several inmates charred beyond recognition, and all accounted for bar one, I’d say so.”

“It’s starting, just as your grandfather predicted. The war is coming. We’ll rise victorious.”

“Don’t get too excited, yet, my friend.” Nuka chuckled. “No, there’s much to be done before we’ll be free.”

Nuka brought his hand up on top of Lily’s head and tilted it up to capture her mouth in a kiss. There was no affection behind the caress. It was purely to demonstrate that he was in control. His plans needed the small girl sitting in his lap if they were to come to fruition.

“I think we need to hurry things along a little bit, though. What do you say?”

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