Seeing Eye Mate by Annmarie McKenna

her. She took a lot of heat, so much that her parents moved back here, where her grandmother lived. Florida police eventually arrested the man she’d told them about, but they couldn’t find her and closed the case without talking to her again.”
    “Son of a bitch. Then maybe she already knows I’m a shifter.”
    His breath puffed out in a neat white cloud, frosting the window and making him drop the phone. It was seventy fucking degrees outside! And not much cooler in the house. No way should he be able to see his goddamn breath!
    “Cael. Cael?”
    “What?” he hissed, picking up the phone and putting it back to his ear.
    “Cael, if she is even halfway able to see our Mate Killer, and he somehow finds out, she’s as good as dead.”
    “I’m aware of that. Fuck! E, I need you to bring me some things. It looks like I’m going to be here awhile.”
    “What?” Eli sounded surprised.
    “Would you have me leave her here unprotected?” Caelan growled. What was his brother thinking?
    “No. Jesus, that didn’t come out right. Maybe you could just get it over with and tell her about us. Then get her the hell out to the ranch where you know she’ll be safe.”
    Caelan sighed. “She’s not ready for that yet. Besides, I have a feeling she had a vision and that’s why she’s unconscious.”
    “Do you know that for sure?”
    Why did Caelan detect wariness in Eli’s voice? “What in the hell is wrong with you, E?”
    “Nothing,” he insisted, but Caelan could practically hear him squirming in his seat. “It’s weird, ya know? I wonder what kinds of things she can see.”
    “You got something to hide, Bro?”
    “Hell yeah. What if she sees one of us shift, goes ape-shit and tells someone?”
    If they weren’t separated by the phone, Caelan would slap Eli upside the head. “That’s one of the reasons I’m not leaving, and short of kidnapping her, I can’t make her leave the one place she probably feels the safest. Besides, as you’ve already pointed out, normal people tend not to believe the spouting of a psychic.”
    “You’re right,” Eli said. “I don’t know what my problem is. What do you need?”
    After requesting the items he wanted, Caelan flipped his cell phone closed. He climbed onto the bed next to Tieran. Her body relaxed into his arms. He combed the sweat-dampened hair off her face and kissed her temple.
    He tried to shrug off the nagging suspicion there was something wrong with his twin. When this was all over, he’d have to sit down with him and find out what had been bothering him the past couple of weeks. Eli was becoming increasingly agitated about something and Caelan wondered if it had anything to do with Nikki Taylor.
    He inhaled. Since the moment he’d smelled Tieran’s scent at the bar, he’d been worried about putting her in danger. Now, because of her special abilities, the threat level had increased tenfold.
    Caelan buried his nose in the crook of her neck. It was too late to turn back.
    She was already carrying his child.
     
    *
     
    Tieran tried to focus through the pain holding her brain in a vise. What happened?
    The last thing she remembered was the screaming orgasm Caelan had forced on her as she sat on her counter.
    “Forced, Tulla?”
    “Yes, forced. I didn’t ask him to do that to me.”
    “You’re right. I believe you begged. Are you saying you didn’t like it?”
    “Gramama! I am not having this conversation with you. And please tell me you did not watch because that would just be way too creepy and I would definitely have to disown you.” Tieran shivered.
    “I most certainly did not watch. Not after he stuck his tongue down your throat anyway, but oh how it made me remember being so young. Your grandpa could turn me on like a light switch. We used to go at it no matter where we were.”
    “Oh my God, stop! Do not talk to me about you and Pawpoo. That is so…eew. Go away, my head is killing me.”
    “Think, Tullabelle. Think about what else