Evans, Gabrielle - Hell's Tempest [Fatefully Yours 4] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove) Read Online Free

against Syx’s temple. “Don’t ask me to do that.”
    “Something bad is coming.” Syx’s voice was tense, strained, and sounded nothing like its usual mellowness. “And it’s coming for Echo. I don’t want him to leave either.” He pressed more firmly against Vapre’s chest. “Gods, it hurts to even think about him not being here, but I would die if anything happened to him.”
    “What’s coming, Syx? Talk to me.”
    “We have to get him out of here,” Syx continued, ignoring Vapre’s pleas for more information. “It won’t be forever. Just until after the war. They can’t have him. I won’t let them take him!” He growled the last part, vicious and animalistic, and Vapre jerked his head up to stare at his lover.
    “Who’s going to take him?”
    “No one!” Syx shouted.
    Whoa! Someone had woken up on the crazy side of the bed that morning. A soft noise behind him drew his attention, and Vapre looked over his shoulder to find Syn and Jinx standing near the door that led down into the basement. Jinx looked embarrassed at having walked in on what he took to be a private moment.
    Syn, on the other hand, looked pissed.
    Vapre patted the side of Syx’s neck and turned around slowly. “Syn, calm down,” he said gently. “Take deep breaths.”
    The vampire’s face had turned a mottled red, the vein at his temple pulsed, and his fangs elongated to protrude over his bottom lips as he snarled.
    Oh, this is bad. Vapre didn’t know what had happened to sour the normally cheery vampire, but if the look on Syn’s face was any indication, he was working himself up to an all-out rage. “Syn.” Vapre still spoke calmly, soothingly. The last time Syn had gotten himself worked up the entire house had erupted in pandemonium. “Look at me.”
    Syn wasn’t looking at him, though. His eyes were trained just beyond Vapre, locked on Syx, and there was menace in his gaze. “Why?” Syn growled heatedly. “He loves you. I’ve never seen anyone more in love in my life. He’d do anything for you, and you don’t bloody want him?”
    That’s when Vapre realized that Echo was suspiciously absent from the room. Darting his eyes from side to side, he scanned everywhere for his mate as though Echo might be hiding in the corner of the kitchen somewhere. “Where is he?” he asked finally.
    “He left.” Some of the anger seemed to deflate from the vampire, and his eyes held a sadness that hurt to witness. “Just like you wanted.”
    “What?” Syx jumped forward to stand beside Vapre. “I didn’t want him to leave. Didn’t you hear anything I said? I just want him to be safe. It’s not safe for him here!”
    Syn’s eyebrows drew together, and he tilted his head to the side. “Truly?”
    “You were standing right there!” Syx bellowed.
    His eyes downcast, Syn chewed on his lip as his face flushed. “I, um, well, see, the thing is, I got a bit perturbed when Echo stormed out of here. He’s been good to me, and I could see he was right upset. I didn’t much like that, ya know?” He wrinkled his nose, looking contrite and embarrassed. “I may have tuned you out after that,” he mumbled.
    Hoping to avoid another blowup, Vapre pushed Syx behind him with a hand to the center of his chest. “Where did he go?”
    Jinx just pointed to the back door.
    Vapre sighed and a pushed a hand through his shoulder-length hair. He’d been so focused on Syx that he hadn’t even heard the other men enter the room, let alone heard when Echo departed into the backyard. “I’ll get him.”
    “No.” Syx pulled on Vapre’s shoulder until he turned around to face him. “I did this. I’ll find him and make it right.”
    “I know this is none of my business,” Jinx said quietly, “but I really think Vapre should go. I don’t think Echo is going to be too keen on talking to you until he’s had a bit to calm himself.”
    Syx looked disappointed, but he nodded and took a step back. “Go find him,” he whispered.