Authors: Amber Kell
Tags: #glbt, #shifter, #erotic romance, #gay, #Paranormal
Sometimes you need a grand gesture to prove
your love, and sometimes a bear hug will do.
Harris Bender had a crush on vampire leader
Rohan, so when the alpha male requests him to
paint a mural, he can only say yes. However, after
a passionate encounter, Harris discovered Rohan
is his mate. Is the carefree artist ready to settle
down with one man even if he’s extremely hot?
Rohan had been looking for his blood bonded
for centuries. One taste of the bear shifter’s blood
and he knows he’s found the one. However,
outside forces threaten to tear the couple apart. It
will take more than a flash of fang to put them in
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Banded Brothers Book Four
For my fans who tell me they want shifters other than
wolves. This series is for you.
ohan walked with his friend through the
R small art gallery. Large numbers of people
had turned out for the First Thursday Art Walk to
see local artists displaying their wares. Paintings,
sculptures and art covered the walls and perched
on pedestals throughout the building. Some of the
art Rohan didn’t understand, no matter how many
years were under his belt. A few artists stretched
the definition of art so far, it no longer resembled
anything Rohan wanted to put in his house.
Rohan preferred the purity of the classics. He
didn’t get abstract art; he preferred good lines, a
delicate touch and a defined subject matter. The
rest, he considered junk. Some might think him a
snob, but at five hundred years old, Rohan had
long stopped caring what others thought.
“Look at that one,” Vick said. Rohan had
already known he didn’t share his friend’s artistic
taste, but tonight, it was
. The vampire
liked anything with bright colors and oohed and
ahhed his way through six galleries. Some of the
pieces Vick excitedly pointed out were beyond
However, in this one case, Vick was right at
least about the artist.
Rohan froze mid-step. It took concentrated
effort to continue his walk. The painting, a
brilliant display of bold colors and fine lines, took
up most of the wall. The striking art piece called to
Rohan almost as much as the man standing beside
it. Big shoulders, strong hands and an animalistic
power rolled off the dark-haired artist, who
waved his hands expressively as he talked to his
golden-haired companion. If it wouldn’t have
caused a scene, Rohan would’ve grabbed the
gorgeous shifter and dragged him home.
However, with this being an art show, the artist
might complain. The sign above the painting read
Rohan’s gums tingled with anticipation. He
fought back the urge to march across the room
and plunge his fangs into the delicious shifter’s
“The artist is yummy,” Vick purred. “I bet he
Irritation flickered through Rohan. He didn’t
want anyone else coveting the man who would be
“Yes, he is indeed,” Rohan agreed, struggling to
keep his temper. “I think the coven might need
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some artwork done. Maybe the entire coven
“I can’t say I blame you.”
Rohan and Vick continued to examine the artist,
neither of them moving from their spot despite
impeding the flow of traffic. “I’m guessing bear
shifter,” Vick said.
“I concur.” Rohan turned and headed toward
“Aren’t you going to talk to him?” Vick asked.
“No. Not now. I’ll talk to him one day soon, but
it won’t be with all these people around.” Rohan
left the gallery, knowing he’d be getting to know
the gorgeous bear shifter very well in the near
future. From the aura around him, Rohan had just
met his blood bonded. No way would he make his
first contact surrounded by distractions. He’d call
the gallery tomorrow. They’d know how to get
hold of Harris. Soon to be Rohan’s Harris.
arris Bender watched as the vampire leader,
H Rohan, lit the caskets on fire. Vampires
didn’t bury their dead, they freed their souls by
burning their bodies in a tradition as old as time.
The flames cast shadows on Rohan’s face, giving
his handsome face harsh angles beneath sharp
cheekbones. To Harris, Rohan appeared beautiful
at any angle. His fingers itched for a pencil to
sketch out the scene.
The heavy weight of silence coated the
proceedings as if surrounded by an invisible
shield. No one fidgeted or rustled. No birds sang
in the distance. Even the bugs held their chirps
and buzzes until Rohan finished his eulogy for the
vampires who had passed. Rohan’s sorrow
pierced Harris’ heart, as if he had personally
experienced their loss when, in fact, he’d barely
Poisoned blood from human donors had killed
three vampires, compliments of the sorcerers.
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Eaton had saved the rest of them by warning the
vampires of the problem but not soon enough to
save this trio. Unfortunately, the sorcerers had
gone underground where no one could find them,
so the vampires weren’t able to retaliate.
Harris didn’t have to be there. He didn’t belong
to the coven and wasn’t a vampire. However, he
couldn’t let Rohan mourn alone. The few weeks
he’d worked for the master vampire had forged an
odd friendship between the two men. A
relationship Harris planned to take to the next
level soon. Rohan called Harris his beloved but
hadn’t made any further moves despite the
longing looks and possessive behavior. After
Rohan had a chance to mourn his friends, Harris
would show the vampire he didn’t have to be
Rohan had come to Harris’ aid when Eaton had
been kidnapped, and although Rohan didn’t end
up having to do anything, having the vampire
leader there had given Harris the emotional
support he needed. Harris wanted to return the
When the vampire turned around, he
immediately searched the crowd. Harris saw the
vampire relax when Rohan caught sight of him.
After whispering something to the people milling
to his right, Rohan walked over to join Harris.
Without ceremony, Rohan wrapped a proprietary
arm around Harris and scooted him to one side,
putting Rohan’s body between Harris and the
other vampires. Rohan didn’t like other people too
close to Harris. For some reason, ever since Harris
started working for him, Rohan had watched over
him like a dog with his bone.
“You doing all right?” Harris whispered. He
fought against the urge to hug Rohan closer. The
vampire leader probably wouldn’t appreciate
coddling in front of his people. The way they
stood now, Rohan could’ve been offering support
to Harris. Harris knew Rohan was absorbing some
of his calm. The vampire had said before that
Harris zen-like peace soothed Rohan deep inside.
Apparently, the closer the proximity, the better the
Ignoring everyone else, Harris scooted closer to
offer his presence if not his clumsy words of
sympathy. He’d always been more of a person of
action, not verbal expression.
Rohan had taken his vampires’ deaths hard
since he hadn’t been able to prevent the poisoning.
Sorcerers and vampires were mortal enemies, but
from what Harris had heard, they’d been in a
semi-truce for years. Until sorcerers had poisoned
the humans the vampires used for food, they had
no idea the sorcerers were going to attack.
Rohan didn’t speak, but he slid a hand down
from Harris’ shoulder as he stepped away and
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tangled their fingers together instead. “Thanks for
being here,” he murmured in Harris’ ear, a soft,
intimate sound. His breath brushed across the soft
hairs of Harris’ ear lobe. Harris fought back both a
shiver and the urge to turn his head for a kiss.
Before Harris could give in to any of his urges
and after a quick squeeze of Harris’ fingers, Rohan
released him and stepped away. Harris
immediately missed the vampire’s presence. His
inner animal yearned for contact with Rohan as if
Harris couldn’t be complete without being close.
“You’re welcome. I’d do a lot more for you…”
Harris confessed. He turned bright red. When
would he learn not to say everything in his head?
With his friends, his tendency to blurt things out
was mildly embarrassing. With Rohan, it reached
a more humiliating level. He might as well strip
naked and throw himself at Rohan’s feet.
Rohan turned to give Harris his full attention.
He cupped Harris’ cheek with one elegant hand.
“I’d love to hear about what you might be willing
to do. Later,” Rohan said.
Rubbing his cheek against the vampire leader’s
palm, Harris lost track of his thoughts. There was
little he wasn’t willing to do to have Rohan touch