Evans, Gabrielle - The Hunger [Fatefully Yours 7] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove) Read Online Free

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    Syx kissed his temple before stepping away to scribble something on the whiteboard. “So, we need to figure out what is really going on with Ares and what he’s after. I’m with you in thinking that he’s using Echo as a diversionary tactic.”
    “What about Hex?” Myst’s fingers curled into his palm to form a tight fist. “He’s had a semi for Hex for three thousand years.”
    “You think he’d go to war just to take Hex to his bed?” Syx lifted both eyebrows skeptically. “The man’s sexy as sin, but that seems a little extreme, even for Ares.”
    “Well, whatever the reason, I think we stand a better chance of winning if we know what he’s after.”
    “I agree completely. We have time to figure it out, though. We need to be focusing on the next test right now. There’s only two left, and I can’t imagine that they’ll be easy.”
    Myst chewed on his lip and nodded. His stomach churned and cramped, threatening to send dinner racing back up his esophagus. His test was coming. He had no way of knowing what it would be, but his instincts screamed that it would be the hardest of them all. Something gnawed at his nerves, niggled at his brain, and sent his heart racing.
    Whatever was to come, he’d face it. He had no choice. Going by the prophecy, he doubted he’d be worrying about dying crops. That had Onyx written all over it, which only left battling back enemies that were determined to destroy those “born of the first.” He didn’t have a damn clue what that meant or how to fight against it.
    “We’ll find a way,” Syx said quietly. “You’re not alone.”
    Myst nodded again but didn’t answer. He knew the warrior was only trying to comfort him and lend his support. “I’m going to find Echo.” He’d done a damn fine job of depressing himself, and he wanted his mate. Echo always made everything disappear, at least for a little while.
    “I think he’s upstairs badgering Hex to explain why he can’t go into town alone.” Syx rolled his eyes. “I don’t know why Hex won’t just spit it out. There’s not a whole lot that Echo can’t handle, and he’s faced way worse than this.”
    “Do Jet and Pax know?”
    Syx shook his head. “No, and we want to keep it that way for now. We’ve flown under the radar for the most part. Jet and Pax are going to be curious, and I honestly can’t blame them. We need them right now, though, and we need to stick together.”
    After thinking it over for a minute, Myst tilted his head to the side and frowned. “Are you sure they don’t know? I thought they could smell it.”
    Syx’s eyes widened, and he smacked himself in the forehead with his palm. “Fuck!”
    “We need to talk to them.” Myst scratched at the back of his neck. “If we explain to them why we need them here for now, I think they’d understand.”
    “We have to tell them,” Syx agreed grudgingly. “It’s too dangerous for them to not have all the details. Why haven’t they said anything, though?”
    Myst shrugged. “You said we needed to talk to them. Let’s go find out.”
    Syx chuckled and gave Myst a little shove toward the door. “You sound better.”
    “I like having something to do. Sitting around and waiting for bad shit to happen sucks. I just want all this crap to be over with.”
    “Me and you both, babe.” Syx ruffled Myst’s hair. “You and me both.”

Chapter Three

    Onyx stepped into the living room from the kitchen just as Syx and Myst entered from the hallway. “Hey, have you guys seen Jet or Pax?”
    Myst and Syx shared a look that Onyx couldn’t decipher, but it didn’t look good. “Uh, when’s the last time you saw them?” Myst asked. Onyx could tell he was trying for nonchalant, but he didn’t quite pull it off.
    “The night of the new moon. We came home, they went to their rooms, and I don’t think I’ve seen them since. I thought they might be hiding out because they were ashamed of what happened. By the looks on your faces,