Accidental Acquisition by Evangeline Anderson
6
She’s the one—the one I’ve been dreaming of. Kalis watched the curvy little female as she made her way through Mistress Douchenbag’s passage ahead of him. She was just as beautiful as she’d been in all his dreams—a mature Elite—an older woman the Goddess had blessed with extra-bountiful curves. Gods, he was already half in love with her!
But though he remembered clearly every dream he’d ever had of her, Jillian Marks seemed to have forgotten any dreams she might have had of him. She was extremely reluctant to take him as her bodyslave, for one thing, and she looked at him askance, ever since Mistress Douchenbag had mentioned that he was classified as a Deadly Weapon.
Kalis wished the Yonnite Mistress would keep her damn mouth shut—she was only making matters worse. And her extreme fear of him had no basis in reality—he had only been protecting her shop, after all. It wasn’t his fault that what she’d seen had scared the shit out of her!
Have to find a way to convince Jillian that I’d be a good fit for her, he thought, as he followed along behind her. Hopefully his skills at massage and pleasuring a female would stand him in good stead once they reached the spa. He would handle her with special care and let her know that his strength would never be turned against her, Kalis promised himself. She needed to understand that he would never hurt a female—especially not her.
But she can’t be your mate—you can’t Claim her or bond her to you, whispered a little voice in his head. She’s not B’varren, as Kara was—she won’t understand the necessity of your other form being involved in the process. In fact, you’ll probably scare her half to fucking death if she sees it—just like Mistress Douchenbag was scared.
He could still remember how white the Yonnite’s face had gotten when she saw him in his other form—the faint scream that had come from her lips before she fainted dead-away…
Kalis shook his head in disgust. He’d tried in vain to explain what he was and how he’d only been trying to serve and protect her—that was what she’d bought him for, wasn’t it? But damn it, she wouldn’t understand…
And he was afraid Jillian Marks wouldn’t understand either, if she saw him in his other form.
No, it was better to keep to his first form—which was easy enough. He hadn’t used his other form—his Ursus—much at all since he’d left the Blood Circuit, where it had come in handy and saved his life more than once. But here, in the world outside the pit of cruelty and slaughter which had been his life for seventeen cycles, he seldom had need to transition into the beast he kept inside.
And you’d better keep it inside you, at least until you can convince this new Mistress of your worth, whispered a little voice in his head. Even if you can never Claim her, you know you’re meant to be with her—to serve her. The Goddess wouldn’t have sent you dreams about her otherwise. But she’s never going to agree to take you if you show her your Ursus.
He had learned his lesson, Kalis told himself. He would keep the other form dormant within him. Someday, maybe, he might show his other self to Jillian Marks but not yet…not yet…
