Primal Heat 4
Authors: A. C. Arthur
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Shadow Shifter Tribes
Topètenia—
the jaguars
Croesteriia—
the cheetahs
Lormenia—
the white Bengal tigers
Bosinia—
the cougars
Serfins—
the white lions
Acordado—
the awakening, the Shadow Shifter’s first shift
Alma—
the name of the spa at Perryville Resorts Sedona. Means “soul” in Portuguese
Amizade—
annex to the Elders’ Grounds used as a fellowship hall
Companheiro—
mate
Companheiro calor—
the scent shared between mates
Curandero—
the medicinal and spiritual healer of the tribes
Elders—
senior members of the tribe
Ètica—
the Shadow Shifter Code of Ethics
Joining—
the union of mated shifters
La Selva—
the name of the restaurant at Perryville Resorts. Means “the jungle” in Portuguese
Pessoal
—secondary building of the Elders’ Grounds that houses the personal rooms of each Elder
Rogue—
a Shadow Shifter who has turned from the tribes, refusing to follow the
Ètica,
in an effort to become their own distinct species
Santa Casa
—main building of the Elders’ Grounds that is the holy house of the Elders
The Assembly—
three Elders from each tribe that make up the governing council of shifters in the Gungi
The Stateside Assembly—
body of shifters selected to help govern the Shadow Shifters living in the United States
Stateside Assembly Leader—
(Roman Reynolds) the shifter that has been selected to lead their people, guided by social equality and dedicated to upholding the laws of the
Ètica
Stateside Shifter Hierarchy
Stateside Assembly Leader
—
Roman Reynolds
Mountain Zone Faction Leader
—
Sebastian Perry
Pacific Zone Faction Leader
—
Jace Maybon
Central Zone Faction Leader
—
Cole Linden
Eastern Zone Lead Enforcer
—
Dominick Delgado
Eastern Zone Lead Enforcer
—
Xavier Santos Markland
Lead Guards
—
Ezra & Elijah Preston
“Women,” Rome said as he leaned forward, placing the phone receiver into its cradle before easing back into his burgundy leather office chair. “Female shifters, I should say, are something else.”
Eli, who had been standing at the window looking down onto the streets of downtown D.C., seeing the people and cars milling about, turned slowly at the sound of his Leader’s voice.
“I guess it’s a good thing shifter pregnancies do not last as long as human ones,” Eli replied, very uneasy talking to Rome about his mate.
Rome nodded, a smile that Eli didn’t see often ghosting his face. “Twelve to eighteen weeks,” he said. “Well, she’s already five weeks along so more like seven to thirteen weeks to go.”
The usually composed and reticent Assembly Leader clasped his hands, released them, and then used one to smooth down his goatee. He rubbed both hands down his thighs, then looked up at Eli as if just remembering he wasn’t in the room alone.
“It’s not all that bad, you know,” Rome told him.
“What isn’t? Being a pregnant female or being the mate that’s waiting for said pregnant female to give birth?” He chuckled and slipped his hands into his pockets.
Eli wasn’t wearing his normal guard uniform. Whenever Rome went into the office or to court, Eli wore dress slacks and a button-down shirt and tie so that he appeared to be more of a colleague than a bodyguard. Today it was all gray, a color that signified his mood. Still, he had a job to do and he planned to do it no matter how he was feeling.
“Being mated,” Rome said seriously.
Eli didn’t reply. He didn’t know what Rome expected him to say, or what he was comfortable revealing. In the past few days he’d come to the conclusion that there was just too much that wasn’t a certainty in his life and he wasn’t pleased by that fact.
“You know, Shadow Shifters are born to mate. And they mate for life,” Rome told him as if Eli didn’t already know this part of their history.
“Like Boden and Acacia,” he said without really meaning to. Ever since the dream, no, the vision where Nivea was wearing Acacia’s joining necklace, Eli had been thinking a lot about that particular shifter couple.
Rome nodded. “That was an unlikely pairing, I admit. But once that connection is made there’s really no breaking it. Teodoro tried and it ended badly.”
“It hasn’t ended,” Eli snapped. “That motherfucker is here now looking for some measure of revenge.”
Rome held up a hand, his elbow now resting on the desk. “Whoa, let’s not get off track here. Boden is back and it’s to bring his own brand of hell and damnation to all of the Shadows. Because he believes we all betrayed him and conspired to have him murdered. Don’t think for one minute that his mission is solely aimed at you or Ezra.”
Eli sighed, shaking his head. “Nah, not solely, Rome. But he’s gunning for us too. How else do you explain him sending me that necklace?”
The morning after the vision, Eli had gone straight to Ezra’s room with the necklace in hand. His brother had taken the news a lot better than Eli had, possibly because Dawn had been sitting right beside him, her hand on his thigh while he held the necklace in his hands. Eli had unsuccessfully tried to ignore that little show of support. An hour later the twins had stood in front of Rome, Nick, and X, giving them a rundown of how what happened in the Sierra Leone rain forest connected to the necklace and verified Boden’s reappearance. He was the only one who would have had possession of the necklace he’d intended to give his mate the night of their joining—the night that Teodoro had Boden taken away.
“Yes, he wants a piece of you and Ezra because you dared to touch his mate,” Rome continued slowly. “That’s precisely the point I’m trying to make to you about shifters and their mating, Eli. It’s not something you can make go away or attempt to ignore.”
“On the mating level, this has nothing to do with me,” Eli said, knowing full well how absolutely wrong that statement was.
Rome simply stared at him until Eli found himself dropping into one of the guest chairs across from Rome’s desk and resting his elbows on his gaped thighs. “Look, I know what my limitations are. I know why I’m here and what my mission is. That’s what’s important.” He didn’t look up at the Assembly Leader, didn’t want to see the look of disbelief he figured the shifter would have.
“Your mate is important, Eli. That’s what Nivea was trying to make you see.” Rome gave a little chuckle then. “I have to admit, it’s been kind of entertaining watching her give you and every other male shifter at Havenway a cold shoulder the likes of which shifters living in Siberia wouldn’t be able to stand. She’s been one angry cat lately.”
“Tell me about it,” Eli said. She’d been angry and he’d been lonelier than he’d ever imagined he could be.
“But it’s because she sees so clearly what you allow to be blurred. I heard her tell Kalina she’d like to take your shades and ram them down your throat since you depend on them so much to hide who you really are and what you’re really feeling. Even though I thought that was a bit drastic, I trembled at the notion that she would actually do it if given the opportunity.” Rome sighed. “You hurt her, man. You hurt her pretty bad.”
Eli cursed, slamming his back against the chair and looking to Rome. “I didn’t mean to. The one thing that’s been constant and true in my mind is that I never wanted to hurt her. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep her from ever suffering again. Only the grace of some higher deity is keeping Richard Cannon alive and breathing in that cell.”
“I hear you,” Rome said with a nod. “But none of those words are what Nivea wants to hear, and I can guarantee you that none of them will ease the pain she’s enduring right now.”
“She’s reunited with her sisters. I see them going out to dinner and shopping and whatever else they do all the time now.”
“You know everything they’re doing, Eli. Don’t try to fool me. You’re watching her more closely now than you have in the last few months.”
Eli didn’t speak.
“Yeah, I know you assigned Prince and Naz to guard her whenever she wasn’t out in the field with you, which has been less than I would like since you’re still responsible for her continued training.”
Eli was about to say something but Rome stood from his chair, raising a brow that silenced him.
“What I’m saying to you is coming from the man, Eli. Not your Leader or boss or any of that crap. I’m talking to you man to man, shifter to shifter, because over these past years you and Ezra have become a part of my family.” Rome had circled the desk and now leaned against its edge as he stared squarely at Eli. “Accept it. Go to her on your knees begging she forgive you for being an ignorant ass and claim her. Claim your mate and make it known to the entire tribe that she belongs to you. Because if you don’t…” Rome paused. “Just do it, man, because it’s the right thing to do and because it’s painfully obvious how much turmoil you’re suffering by being apart from her.”
“You don’t understand,” Eli started to say.
Rome leaned forward, clapping a hand on his shoulder. “I understand completely about thinking you’re unworthy and doubting what your true destiny is. I fought my own for years. So I know firsthand just how futile it is. Embrace what was meant to be and get ready to have your mate fight this war by your side. We’re all going to need every defense we can muster and love is a much stronger one than weapons.”
Sure, Rome’s words sounded good, they didn’t call him the Lethal Litigator for nothing. The man could deliver closing arguments that changed every mind on a jury when he needed to. And when necessary he stood in front of the Assembly of Stateside Elders and representatives from the Gungi and told them how he was going to run his division of the shifters. That’s what he’d just done with Eli. He’d laid it all out so simply and so tight that Eli couldn’t figure out how to swivel around anything he’d said. He’d known Rome’s words were right, but that didn’t make doing what the Leader said any easier.