Page 41 of Bradi

Chapter Nineteen

Bradi blocked his sister’s kick and spun around to greet her with one of his own. She caught his foot in midair and flipped him onto his backside.

“You have gotten soft during your time among humans, Bradiainn.”

He rolled off the rock he’d landed on and growled at her. “Not all of us were born to destroy, Nina.”

This brought a laugh from her. “But you and I were. I have missed you.” She dropped her sword and sank to the ground next to him. “Do you have any idea where the others are?”

By others, he knew that she meant their brothers. Their oldest brothers, Demetrios and Anatolius, had been exiled off the planet three years prior to his own banishment. No one had any clue where they were, or if they were even alive. When Bradi had learned of the depth of his father’s deception and the amount of control Stegian had had over him, he wondered if his brothers even still lived.

His younger brother, and Nina’s twin, Kyriakos, had left shortly after Bradi. No one was clear as to why, only that their father had insisted that he too had fallen under Stegian’s control. Nina wouldn’t admit to missing him—it wasn’t in her nature—but Bradi knew that she did.

He tapped her leg lightly and forced a smile to his face. “I’m sure they’re fine.”

“What if they’re not?”

“Nina,” he scolded. “I managed to survive, didn’t I?”

“Yes, but not all our brothers were blessed with your stubbornness, dear Bradiainn.”

Bradi clutched his chest and pretended that her comment hurt. “Woman, you sure know how to warm a man’s heart. Maybe if you learned this fine art, you would be mated too.”

“Ha, Nina, warm a man’s heart? You’ve got to be crazy!”

Bradi jumped to his feet and let his claws extend at the sound of the intruder’s voice. He eyed the man suspiciously. He looked a great deal like Sevan, but it wasn’t him.

“Whoa, kitty, put the claws away. I only came to report to the boss.” The tall, sandy-blond-haired man looked past Bradi to Nina and winked. “Boss, consider this my report.”

“Jordan, you are insufferable.”

“Thanks,” Jordan said.

Bradi lifted a brow. Sevan had a twin as well?

Nina huffed and Bradi couldn’t hold back his laugh. Men didn’t rile his sister, so this one was a rare find indeed. He retracted his claws and extended his hand to the stranger. Any man who was able to get under Nina’s skin was fine by him. “I’m Bradiainn, Bradi for short.”

The man eyed him warily before taking his hand. Bradi caught the faint scent of weretiger mixed with a hint of werelion and didn’t let his guard down.

The man shook his head. “I’m not a threat. I got attacked a few months back by one of Stegian’s goons and now have the ability to lick my own balls. Isn’t that every man’s dream?” He set his gaze on Nina and smiled. “I’m housebroken, I swear it.”

Nina hissed, practically oozing rage. “Do you ever shut up, Jordan?”

The man nodded and ran his hand through his shaggy blond hair. “How is it that you two know each other?” There was no missing the underlying question. He wanted to know Bradi’s interest in Nina.

“I’m her brother.”

Relief washed over Jordan’s face. Bradi smiled. Nina pushed past them and headed toward the horses. The amount of energy she put into ignoring Jordan told Bradi that his sister was a far cry from hating the man, but it wasn’t his place to pry.

Jordan glanced back at Nina. “Gee, boss, do you want my report or not?”

“As if you have anything remotely interesting to offer,” Nina mumbled.

“I’ll have you know that my hearing is just fine!” Jordan shouted. “I started out as a werelion, boss. The weretiger attack only enhanced my supernatural prowess.”

“You mean skill,” Nina bit out.

“That too.” Jordan wagged his brows. It took everything in Bradi not to laugh at the two of them. Had he and Marisa fought like this?

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