Fighting Temptation [Brac Village 11] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Read Online Free PDF Page A

Turi wasn’t gone, that he hadn’t been taken back to his tribe. Although his own feelings were a jumbled mess, he honestly didn’t want to see anything happen to the guy.
    As he scanned the place, Carmine could see that there wasn’t much light, the sunshine breaking through most of the stall windows to give the barn a soft glow. A strong smell of hay wafted toward him as a horse whinnied while another snorted.
    Carmine’s head snapped around when he heard that annoying ass whistle Turi possessed blow loudly. He raised his gun and aimed at the stranger when he spotted him in one of the stalls at the far end of the barn.
    Without hesitation, Carmine fired. The bullet hit the wall just inches from the man’s head. Carmine wasn’t trying to kill the guy, just scare him away. He never shot to kill unless the other person was being violent. Trying to kidnap his own son wasn’t enough for Carmine to kill. Maybe wound, but never kill.
    Malcolm shifted into his bear form as Carmine slowly walked toward the stall, his gun still raised and cupped in his hands.
    “What the hell was—” Riley came to a screeching halt as soon as he entered the barn, his eyes flickering from Carmine to the bear at his side.
    Carmine ignored the guy as he made his way to the stall to see Turi pushed into the corner, his hands over his head, the whistle dangling from between his lips. The guy’s eyes were tightly closed as he continued to push himself further into the wood.
    Maybe that annoying piece of plastic had its purpose after all.
    “He’s gone, Turi.” Carmine reholstered his gun and squatted, pulling Turi away from the wall. He didn’t want to get close to Turi, but he wasn’t going to allow his mate to cower in a corner. The man was shaking badly as Carmine settled Turi in his arms. “You’re safe.”
    “Th–that was my father.” Turi drew in a deep breath and then pushed out of Carmine’s arms. Carmine knelt there for a moment, knowing he was the one who had caused Turi to put some distance between them. It had been his aloofness that had the guy moving away so damn fast.
    “Why didn’t he take you?” Riley asked as he finally joined them.
    Turi shook his head as he got to his feet and walked out of the stall. Carmine could see the man’s legs still shaking, but Turi managed not to crumble. “I’m not sure.”
    “Give us a minute,” Carmine said as he stood. Turi was lying and he wanted to know why. “I need to talk to Turi.”
    Both Riley and Malcolm glanced between Carmine and Turi before leaving the barn. He could tell that neither had wanted to go, but thankfully they hadn’t insisted on staying. Carmine leaned his arm over the divider, watching Turi closely as he spoke. “You know exactly why he didn’t take you.”
    Turi glared at him before he began to walk away. Carmine reached out and grabbed the man, stopping him from putting that damn whistle between his lips. “You won’t need that.”
    “Then let me go,” Turi said, his voice filled with an angry heat.
    “Tell me why he didn’t take you.” Carmine’s gut was telling him that Turi knew the answer. He wasn’t sure why the guy was protecting the very man he was running from, but Turi knew.
    “I don’t have to tell you anything.” Turi twisted his arm, trying to break the grip. It seemed both of them were at a stalemate. Carmine wouldn’t allow himself to fall for Turi and Turi wouldn’t allow himself to trust Carmine.
    “Are you sure you’re running from him?”
    “You bastard!” Turi yanked hard, but Carmine refused to let the guy go. His fear of the man taking Turi still had a tight grip on him.
    “I had to ask.” His cop training was kicking in, overriding the fact that he and Turi were mates. Carmine wasn’t out to hurt the man, but things weren’t adding up. He wanted facts and he was tired of his mate dismissing him. Carmine knew that was unfair since he had been doing the same thing, but right now, he didn’t care. He