Lycan Contempt by S. Yule (reading fiction TXT) 📕

“I’m wounded. I mean no harm to you.” A deep voice came from the dark woods.

“Come out now,” Kish instructed.

“I’m coming. Give me a minute. I’m moving a bit slow at the moment.”

Even Kish didn’t need Georgia’s talent of reading voice tones to hear the obvious pain laced through the man’s words.

A couple minutes later, a tal man, almost as tal as Kish, with black scraggily hair and thick beard stumbled into the clearing. He was wearing jeans, boots, sweatshirt, and was limping.

“What are you?”

The man didn’t blink at the question, knowing exactly what Kish meant. “Something like you, only not.”

“No shit? You think I can’t smel that you aren’t like me? I know you aren’t human either. So again, what the fuck are you?”

“I’m a shifter.”

Kish scowled. “What kind of shifter?”

“Lynx.”

“I’ve never heard of such a thing.”

“Probably because as far as I know, I’m the last one left of my kind. If I’m not, then I have no idea where to find more of my species because I haven’t seen one for over a hundred years.”

“What happened to your leg?”

“Trap.”

“I own several hundred acres here. There aren’t any traps on my land.”

“I was injured two days ago about seventy-five miles north of here.” He muttered, “Bitch.”

“What the fuck did you just cal me?”

“No! No. Sorry. I was referring to someone else.

Someone else who if she hadn’t decided to dump my ass, I wouldn’t have ended up in this mess.” He smiled at Kish. “Women. Can’t live with them.”

“I think there is more to that saying,” Kish mumbled with a frown.

“Nope. You can definitely live without them if you have amazing wilpower, which I don’t.” He scowled.

Kish pretty much agreed, but didn’t want to get into a discussion about who’d been screwed worse by the women in their lives or the fact that this guy had apparently just been treated to a typical Connie-style burn.

“How the hel did you end up here?”

“To put it bluntly, I was a bit pissed at being dumped. Decided to take a run and cool off the temper. Big mistake that was. Hadn’t even had a chance to shift yet before I nearly got my leg taken off by that fucking bear trap. Any other time, I would have sensed it, but I had other things on my mind at the time. I swear to God, pussy wil be the downfal of men.” The man shrugged when Kish didn’t respond and continued on. “Ran into some of your pals not long after I was injured. Guess the smel of blood attracted them. They chased my ass until late yesterday afternoon, probably about the time I made it to your property. You have it marked wel, I might add. I can see why the two chasing me were hesitant to trespass.”

That explained the hint of lycan he had detected.

“But you weren’t? Why didn’t you change and heal yourself?”

“Heal myself? Wel hel, wouldn’t that be a useful trick. You and I obviously have some differences. I heal quicker than humans, but if I shift when I’m injured, things can get mighty fucked up. And by fucked up, I mean when I change back, I might be crippled.”

“That sucks.” Kish didn’t detect anything that indicated the man was lying, but what was he going to do? He didn’t want him anywhere near Georgia.

“Name’s Brady. Can you help me out until I heal up a bit and can get around better? The thought of becoming a chew toy for your pals out there isn’t appealing.”

“They aren’t my pals. If they didn’t intend any harm, they would have introduced themselves when they hit my property instead of running. My best guess is that they are rogues.”

He didn’t feel right leaving Brady to Mother Nature’s mercy, but he couldn’t risk Georgia’s wel being.

“I know you have a woman in there. I swear I mean her no harm.”

Kish growled at Brady. “If you so much as look at her wrong, I’l rip your fucking throat out. We clear?”

Brady held his hands up. “I’ve never harmed a woman in my life nor do I plan to.”

“Come on.” Kish went to Brady and let him lean on him to help him to the house. “My name is Kish.

The woman’s name is Georgia. She doesn’t know about us.”

“So in other words, keep my mouth shut.” Brady winced as he struggled through the deep snow with Kish’s help.

“Yes. Later we’l talk further about the two who chased you. I don’t like the thought of other lycans near my property.”

“Not much to tel other than they were two big motherfuckers that were hel-bent on maiming and probably kiling me.”

“How the hel did you manage to get away from them in your injured state?”

“I’m not completely helpless. I’ve been around awhile. I’m sure you know that when your life is in danger, the animal and man can work miracles together to get you out of tight situations. Truth be told, I’m not sure how much longer I would have evaded them had they not backed off when I got close to your place.”

Kish understood the man and animal working together with perfect clarity. Working with his wolf had saved his ass more times than he could count. As he helped Brady to the house, he knew he’d have to find out more about the lycans that had chased him.

He didn’t want rogues near his property. The little fuckers better pray he didn’t find them near here, especialy with Georgia at his house because he wouldn’t tolerate any threat to her.

Brady stumbled, and Kish barely kept him from going down.

“Let’s get you inside.”

Chapter Nine

Georgia was sure she’d paced a trench into the floor by now. Even though Kish had only been gone a few minutes, it felt like hours. In the kitchen, he hadn’t said that anything was wrong, but she’d read his tone clearly enough. He was worried about something outside, something she hadn’t sensed. She’d never