Exclusive Excerpt from Saving Jax
by L.M. Brown
Ty sat on one of the wing-backed chairs near the fireplace and gestured for Cal to take the other. “You can tell me anything you wish. I will keep any confidence you wish me to. I know you don’t see us as anything other than master and servant, but I hope you know you can at least trust me.”
Cal wouldn’t meet his eyes. “I think one of the felines might be in trouble.”
“What sort of trouble?”
“I’m not sure. Maybe I’m wrong, but my instincts are telling me I’m right.”
“Felines should always trust their instincts,” Ty said. “Who is it you’re worried about?”
“The pure white with the blue eyes. Jax.”
“Ah.”
Cal shot him a quick glance from under his lashes. “You remember him then?”
“Yes, of course. He stood out from the rest of them like a beacon in the dark.”
“He’s not a virgin,” Cal blurted.
Ty smiled. “So I noticed. I’m surprised no one else did, actually, but they probably weren’t looking that closely.”
“What do you mean?” Cal asked. “You only saw him when he was presented to you and I’m sure you weren’t outside when I saw them together.”
“You saw who together?”
“Jax and his lover. I think he called him Lyndon. They were having sex just outside the side door from the servants’ quarters.”
“I see.” That Jax had a lover already meant Ty’s plans would have to be reconsidered. He wondered how Orin had failed to notice his nephew was already spoken for. Surely if he was in an established relationship his lover would have claimed him at some point?
“How did you know he wasn’t a virgin?” Cal asked.
“Hmm?” Ty dragged his attention back to the conversation. “Oh, when he was presenting himself for examination. He was far too stretched and tender to have been untouched. He’d been fucked hard and recently. Now I know where.”
Cal shook his head. “I saw him in the gardens after he’d been presented to you.”
Ty shrugged. “Well, I guess I’ll have to see which of the others might be amenable to mating with me. I have no wish to poach Jax from his lover. I thank you for telling me of your concerns.”
Cal leaned forward, his arms on his legs. “Don’t discount Jax too quickly. Like I said, I think he’s in some kind of trouble.”
Ty recalled Cal had said that, but he had assumed he meant that Jax was playing with fire by claiming to be a virgin when he was clearly not. “What makes you think so?”
Cal lowered his voice to little more than a whisper. “They had sex and Jax seemed to be a willing participant, but when they were done and Lyndon was walking away, the look on Jax’s face was not that of a feline looking at the man he loves. There was pure hatred in his eyes.”
“Are you sure? I mean are you sure he was willing? He wasn’t forced?”
Cal seemed to give the question serious thought. “No, he was enjoying himself and he wasn’t fighting him off. He seemed more angry with what Lyndon had said to him.”
“Which was?”
“Enough to make me offended on Jax’s behalf,” Cal muttered. “He didn’t seem to care if he got Jax pregnant, he called him a slut, oh and he was pretty adamant that while Jax should put on a good show of trying to win your favour, he wasn’t to do so good a job that you claim him.”
Ty didn’t like the idea of anyone manipulating him, and even though he had never met this Lyndon feline, he already hated him with a passion.
“Thank you for telling me this,” Ty said. “But can I ask you a question before you go back to your duties?”
“Of course.”
“If I were to choose Jax as a mate, would you care at all?”
The fleeting expressions of shock, hurt and resignation, told Ty far more than Cal’s polite assurance that it was none of his business who Ty chose to mate with. Ty needed to continue his bloodline and therefore he had to choose from one of the candidates who had been presented to him today.
Ty decided to ignore the words and focus on the truth he saw in Cal’s eyes instead.
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