The Mates Who Gave Him Salvation [Feral 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) Read Online Free

Dawn might be able to help him.
    Licking his suddenly dry lips, Quinn gestured for his sister to come in. “I assure you I can explain,” he said. “It’s just…It’s a long story.”
    Dawn slipped inside and plopped down on his bed. “Well, you’d better start talking, because we don’t have a lot of time. The next wave of customers is closing in fast.”
    Quinn winced. In his need to connect with the mysterious presence, he had left only his sister in charge of the diner. While the actual restaurant was a front for what really happened behind the scenes, humans did frequent it just for the quality of the food. They couldn’t afford to slip up.
    Quickly, he began to tell her about the feeling of being watched, of the presence he had feared and then grown to accept, even like. “He wants me to help somehow. It’s not always clear. He seems to be struggling a lot to even reach out to me. He’s in pain, I can tell.”
    “And what do you want to do?” Dawn asked, her tone neutral, betraying nothing.
    Quinn passed a hand through his hair. “I’m not sure. He’s vanished now. I’ve been trying to find the source of the voice, or the reason why he’s blocked to me.”
    Dawn released a sigh. “Honey, little brother, you have to forget about this. It’s entirely possible that someone is indeed trying to get you to help him. But there are a great many people who would ask for that. If you made it your life’s mission to assist them all, you’d never finish.”
    “That doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try,” Quinn protested.
    “Of course not,” Dawn replied. “But, Quinn, you must understand that whenever you act on behalf of someone, you change the way things have been done so far. We don’t get involved, little brother. We never have.”
    Quinn knew that. The Tanner family had always kept a delicate balance between what they could and could not do, never taking sides, maintaining themselves as neutral and uninvolved in the disputes of bigger players. But while Quinn admired his ancestors’ courage and wit, he also thought that the knowledge they held meant power. With it, they could do much more for the world. They could help people, solve conflicts. Perhaps he might be arrogant or idealistic in thinking so, but he felt he was destined for more than just passing on pieces of information from one person to another.
    “I get that,” he told his sister. “I know it’s risky, but everything we do is a risk. Every day, we chance sharing the wrong thing with the wrong person and pissing off someone who might very well kill us.”
    Dawn arched a brow at him. “That’s true, in a way, but we have good standing now, Quinn. The paranormal world knows us. They wouldn’t hurt us, because they need the service we provide.”
    “That’s just it,” Quinn argued. “Why should we only provide a service? We can be more than just…mercenaries. We can make a difference.”
    Dawn rubbed her eyes tiredly. “Quinn, we’ve talked about this. Our family—”
    “I know, I know,” Quinn interrupted her. “So you say. But the fact that things have been done like this until now doesn’t mean it’s right.” He paused, considering what he was about to say. Would Dawn understand? Unlikely. Quinn himself didn’t really comprehend his own emotions. But he couldn’t hide what he knew to be true and real. “I know what you’re thinking, but this is not just about me being idealistic, Dawn. I’ve always wanted this, yes, but with this particular person, something’s different. I feel strange, as if he’s a part of me, as if his pain is my own.” Kneeling in front of his sister, he gripped her hands and squeezed them. “I’m not lying, sis. I have to do this. I just don’t know how.”
    Dawn’s eyes widened. She might not have believed him until now, but clearly, the desperation that had slipped into his tone must have convinced her. “Oh, little brother,” she said, hugging him. “What have you gotten