Rise to Submit [Rise of the Changelings, Book 4] (Siren Publishing Epic Romance, ManLove)

Rise to Submit [Rise of the Changelings, Book 4] (Siren Publishing Epic Romance, ManLove) Read Online Free PDF

Book: Rise to Submit [Rise of the Changelings, Book 4] (Siren Publishing Epic Romance, ManLove) Read Online Free PDF
Author: Lynn Hagen
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    And then Calico had started playing scenes with Ian. At first they were light, nothing deep, but the vampire had still barked out his orders, expecting Ian to obey immediately.
    “You are going to walk back to the truck, Ian. If you run again, you won’t like the outcome.” The warning was enough to snap Ian’s brain into action.
    He pivoted on his heel, walking back the way he came, and then he became confused. Ian had been running so quickly that he hadn’t paid attention to which direction he had been going. He wasn’t really sure where the truck was.
    Ian was horrible at directions when it came to finding a place. He had gotten lost so many times that it had become normal for Ian to show up someplace late.
    He stopped, glanced around, but saw nothing but trees and more trees.
    “Forget which way you came?” Mason asked as he stopped beside him. His tone was inquisitive, not mocking.
    Ian nodded.
    “Then walk next to me, but remember my warning.”
    The temptation to run was weighing heavy inside Ian, but he knew Mason would only catch him again, and he didn’t want to find out what type of punishment he would receive. His entire backside was still healing from Newman.
    Ian winced when he stepped on something sharp, but he kept walking. He had no choice. His feet were bare and he had no shoes. It was painful, but he had dealt with worse.
    “We’re almost there,” Mason said coolly.
    Ian nodded.
    “Don’t talk much, do you?”
    Ian shook his head. He started to say not unless he was given permission to speak, but quickly trapped those words behind his lips. The only people Ian found that he could act with a semblance of normalcy around were his family.
    He knew better than to let them see this side of him. They wouldn’t understand Ian’s needs. He didn’t even fully understand them. Calico and Newman had called him a perverted freak, but enjoyed playing with him—and having those vampires continually calling him that for four years, Ian had started to believe that something was seriously wrong with him.
    Mason let out a long sigh. “So tell me, Ian, why did you run?”
    Ian shrugged.
    “Damn it,” Mason said as he stopped walking and stood in front of him. “I’m asking you questions. I expect answers, not head shakes or shrugs.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Mason stilled when Ian just stood there, motionless, staring off into space. His eyes were unfocused and he wasn’t moving a muscle. He waved his hand in front of Ian’s face, but the guy didn’t even blink. He had just zoned out. “Ian?”
    Was this some sort of trick? If it was, what did the human hope to accomplish? The only thing the man could do was run, and Mason was standing right there in front of him. Ian would be a fool to try.
    “Ian?” He snapped his fingers in Ian’s face.
    Nothing. Statue-still. Unmoving.
    Mason was becoming worried. The guy was just standing there, staring off into space. He had never seen anything like it. It was as if Ian’s body was there but his mind had left. Mason might even think the man was asleep, but his eyes were open.
    And then Ian dropped to the ground, floundering around. Just like that. Mason cursed as he dropped to his knees and grabbed Ian, trying to hold him down. This had to be a seizure. Mason had heard of them, but had never witnessed one himself. Wasn’t he supposed to put something in the guy’s mouth to stop him from biting off his tongue?
    Mason pulled his and Ian’s ID cards out, the only thing he had on him, shoving both cards between Ian’s lips. “Come on, stop seizing on me,” he said, conscious that Ian couldn’t hear him.
    Just as quickly as the attack had started, it stopped. Mason still held on to him, watching the man closely, but took the cards from Ian’s mouth. He shoved them back into his pocket and then reached down and cupped Ian’s face. “You with me?”
    Ian lay there, looking disoriented, focusing on nothing in particular. “Hang on.” Mason scooped the
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