Wind Demon Triology: Book II: Evil Wind Read Online Free PDF

“Prosthetic,” she explained. “Which is removed whenever we engage in combat. Not every Amazeen opts to have the removal of her teat. Only those who know they will be fighting."
    "Ah,” he said. “And you are a warrior before you are a woman.” He held his hand out for her to precede him from the image suite.
    She met his gaze. “For you, I would be entirely woman, Reaper."
    His only answer to her statement was a quickly passing smile. Both of them knew she'd never act on her bold declaration and he would never allow it if she did.
    Once outside where the cool air could wash over their bodies, Kahmal drew in a long breath. “Was there a reason you were punishing yourself in that hotbox?"
    Cree smiled. “It is a cleansing ritual,” he said. “I needed to clear my head."
    "From all the female influences in which you are drowning, Reaper?” she teased.
    "Too much estrogen blunts a warrior's savagery,” he replied with a snort.
    "Dorrie tells me there is going to be a problem with the Necromani when we arrive back on Terra,” she said, folding her arms. “How are you going to deal with that?"
    The Reaper's brow furrowed. “The hell if I know,” he said. “I'll have to leave that problem up to Taborn."
    "Dorrie says Dr. Dean won't be amendable to losing her mate."
    "No, she won't,” Cree agreed. “I wouldn't want to be in Taborn's boots.” There was something in the Major's gaze that sent a prickle of unease down the Reaper's spine. “You have other concerns, ‘Kadia?"
    Kahmal looked down at the floor. She didn't quite know how to broach the subject with him but she and the other women—including the new arrival—had discussed the situation and decided it needed to be brought out into the open. She looked at him.
    "As you mentioned to me before, many years of Terran time will have passed before we return,” she began. “How...?"
    "You believe my lady will have moved on,” he said quietly. “That she and Tylan Kahn will have become so close he will have taken her from me."
    "You have to consider it,” she said and watching as a bead of sweat rolled down his taut abdomen.
    "I consider it every moment of my existence. If such is the case, I will leave them to their new life,” he said but there was great sadness in his tone. “I only want what is best for Bridget and our son."
    She tilted her head to one side. “You won't fight for her?"
    "Bridget loves me,” he said. “I know that. She knows I love her. Tylan knows it just as I know he loves her. As time passes, they will believe me dead, executed at the hands of the Multitude. I cannot expect that she will live her life as a widow. I want her to be happy, to be at peace. He will see to her welfare."
    "You won't let her know you have returned?"
    "I will go to her. The choice will be hers to make,” he said.
    "But it will destroy you if she chooses Tylan Kahn,” Kahmal said gently.
    "Aye, it will, but if she does, then so be it. If she chooses to stay with him, I will leave and never bother her again."
    The Amazeen turned her face away. “If that happens, will you seek another mate?"
    "There can be no other mate for me, ‘Kadia,” he answered.
    Kahmal's eyes narrowed. “Would you at least consider allowing a woman to care for you?” She looked back at him. “To be there to hold your loneliness at bay?"
    "Are you volunteering for such an unrewarding assignment, Major?” he countered.
    She lifted her chin. “I am."
    He searched her thoughts and was stunned to find every woman on the ship—including the new arrival Zainabu—had offered to stay with him. He shook his head. “Such martyrdom is not necessary,” he grumbled. “I'm a big boy and perfectly capable of taking care of myself."
    "Dorrie says otherwise,” Kahmal stated. “She mentioned something about you not knowing how to properly drive a car."
    "Properly park a car,” he amended and shrugged. “I can drive one fairly well, but I will admit I have problems parking them. I