Unbondable(Kindred Birthright #1) - Evangeline Anderson Page 0,76
“Just didn’t want you to feel like you couldn’t sink those sexy little fangs into me anymore.”
“Please don’t worry about that, Kara—it’s perfectly safe for you to bite Raak again whenever you make love. Yes it is, yes it is,” Silki exclaimed. “You should never again have enough essence in your fangs to cause a critical overload.”
“Well, that’s good to know, anyway,” Kaleb muttered. He had gone red in the face—no doubt because of all the talk about biting and bonding.
Raak looked at Kaleb directly.
“Listen, I love your sister,” he told Kara’s twin. “Love her so damn much, I came back to life just to be with her which was the hardest fucking thing I’ve ever done. I swear to you now, I’m never going to leave her or hurt her or do anything to make her unhappy.”
“Or keep anything serious like the fact that you died for me from me again,” Kara put in sternly.
“Or keep secrets,” Raak agreed. He looked at Kaleb again and held out his arm. “What do you say? Will you accept me? Since Kara and I are already bonded, it’s gonna be a hell of an awkward situation if her twin hates me.”
Kaleb hesitated for a moment, then sighed.
“Well…all right. But only since you really seem to love her.” He looked at Kara. “And keeping secrets is out for you too!”
“I promise.” Kara smiled at him. “I swear I’ll never run off and get bonded again without telling you first.”
Kaleb snorted laughter.
“All right then—I forgive you.” He took Raak’s offered arm in a Warrior’s clasp. “Welcome to the family,” he told the other male. “It can be a little crazy at times, but we’re glad to have you.”
“Thanks.” Raak grinned at his new brother in law. “Glad to be here. Crazy or not, with Kara is the only place I want to be.”
“Excuse me but are you all right? Are you, are you?”
This time the squeaky voice interrupting them belonged to Yipper, who was looking up at the three of them with great concern.
“Your parents sent me to check and see if you were well. Yes they did, yes they did,” he told Kara and Kaleb.
“They are perfectly fine now that Kara knows that Raak died for her and has forgiven him for not telling her. Also, Kaleb has forgiven Kara for leaving the Mother Ship to get bonded and not asking him to come with her,” Silki answered for them before Kara could open her mouth.
“Is that so, is that so?” Yipper looked sharply at the other Tolleg with wide eyes. Then his focus seemed to change as he examined her more closely. “If you do not mind me saying so, you have lovely fur. Yes you do, yes you do.”
“Oh, well. Thank you, thank you.”
If Tollegs could blush, Kara was certain the little Tolleg doctor would have been blushing. She swiveled her ears towards Yipper and looked at him with her big dark eyes.
“I have heard much about your surgical knowledge from Kara,” she told him. “And your skill in replacing parts and doing enhancements.”
It was Yipper’s turn to look like he wanted to blush.
“Why thank you, thank you,” he said in turn, nodding his head so that his floppy ears flapped. “Would you like to see my surgical suite? Would you, would you?”
“Yes I would, yes I would!” Silki exclaimed eagerly. “Can we go there now?”
“I don’t see why not. No I don’t, no I don’t,” Yipper remarked. “Come with me—Silki, was it?”
“Yes indeed, yes indeed.” Silki smiled at him and held out one paw-hand shyly. “And you are Yipper.”
“Yes I am, yes I am.” Instead of shaking the offered hand, however, Yipper leaned forward and sniffed it deeply. When he straightened up, his eyes were droopy with pleasure.
“You smell good, Silki. Yes you do, yes you do!” he announced.
“Oh, thank you, thank you!” Silki sniffed him in turn. “And so do you,” she said, her ears swiveling faster.
“Come on—let’s visit my suite,” Yipper told her.
“Let’s go, let’s go!” Silki exclaimed.
And without another word to Kara and Kaleb and Raak, the two Tollegs scampered off together.
“Well,” Raak remarked dryly. “Do you think they’re going to his surgical suite…or his sleeping chamber?”
“Raak!” Kara elbowed her new mate but she saw Kaleb snickering behind his hand.
“Sorry, Sis but he’s right—if that’s not love at first sight, I don’t know what is,” he remarked. “Come to think of it, it kind of reminds me of that first time you saw Raak—in the transport. Remember?”