Not Broken: True Destiny, Book 5 Read Online Free PDF

on, crème rinse?”
    Jeff eyed him with a cheeky grin. “I always wanted to ask you something.”
    “What?” Slade had a bad feeling about this.
    “Are you really hung like a horse?”
    Dead silence filled the room as Skye and Slade stared at Jeff.
    Finally, Slade allowed a slow smile to cross his face as he leaned back against the door. “Jealous?”
    Jeff cleared his throat and crossed his legs, his cheeks turning red. “Nope.”
    Slade moved away from the door, aware he was going to fall down soon if he didn’t sit down. The skin might be intact now, but the nerve endings beneath were still off-kilter. It made every movement painful and sometimes disorienting. “So. Skye tells me you’re the authority on all things Fenris.” He sat next to Jeff, trying to look casual.
    “That would be me.” And Jeff looked very pleased by that fact. “What can I do you for?”
    Slade chuckled. “Honey, you couldn’t afford me.”
    Jeff looked shocked, then laughed. “As long as Magnus can, then I’m happy.”
    “He can.” Slade couldn’t help the soft smile any more than the blush.
    Jeff took hold of his hand. “In case I haven’t made it clear, I’m happy for both of you.”
    “Thanks.” Slade took a deep breath. “But that’s not why Skye texted you.”
    “Oh.” Jeff squeezed his hand. “This has to do with Fen, doesn’t it?”
    Slade decided to bite the bullet. “Why is he avoiding me? Is it because I’m hurt and he’s afraid he’ll eat me?”
    Jeff’s eyes went wide. “What? No!” Jeff sighed, running his hand through his thick curls. His hair was so long Slade could touch the tips without lifting his hand off the sofa. “Fen is giving you time.”
    “Time? What for?” Slade was confused.
    “To heal, and bond with your mate.” Jeff took Slade’s hands in his. “He’s all torn up inside, thinking that he barely knew you. Hell, he told me he ignored you because he thought you were…”
    “A mistake.” Slade allowed that old pain to flow over him. The unwanted child, given away before he’d barely taken his first wobbly steps. It had taken him centuries to figure out it wasn’t his fault, that he’d done nothing wrong. Hell, it had taken another century after that to realize that Logan hadn’t done anything wrong either. Grimm had demanded Sleipnir and, thinking Sleipnir would have a good life with Odin, he’d been handed over. But not without a qualm or two, and certainly not without wishing that Sleipnir could have more than Logan could provide.
    Jeff nodded reluctantly. “In a way, yes. You were an animal, intelligent for one, but still nothing more than a beast. And for him, I think you represented what he could have been if things had turned out differently.”
    But that wasn’t Slade’s fault. It had never been.
    “I know.” Jeff responded as if he’d said those words out loud. “And I’m working on him, I promise. He’s taking this almost as hard as Logan did.”
    “But Papa speaks to me. Fenris doesn’t.”
    “And if you don’t breach that gap you’re worried you might never grow closer?”
    Slade nodded.
    “Then come to breakfast tomorrow morning.” Skye piped in, startling Slade. He’d been so focused on Jeff he’d almost forgotten she was there. “Make sure you sit next to him and talk to him. If necessary Jeff and I will help.”
    Jeff nodded. “Confronting him head-on might be the best way to deal with him if you were healed, but this might work as well.” He shrugged. “It’s worth a shot, anyway, until I can pull his head out from between his ass cheeks.”
    Slade cocked an eyebrow. “I thought his head was between your ass cheeks.”
    Jeff smiled. “And I’m very happy to have it there.” He waggled his brows. “When I’m not thinking about Vincente, that is.”
    Slade tilted his head. “Who’s Vincente?”
    Skye groaned.
    Jeff rubbed his hands together and cackled evilly. “Oh, you precious baby. Just you wait and see.”
    Suddenly,