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Anya Byrne [Lone Wolf Pack Ri Anger Management for Alphas [MM
Charisma Knight Wolf's Obsess Part 01 03 (epub)
Carina Wilder [Wolf Rock Shif The Right to a Bear's Arms (epu
Belladonna Bordeaux [The Comm Mastered by a Wolf [LSB] (epub)
Aubrey Rose [The Wolf's Pet The Scarred Prince (epub)
Charlene Teglia [Shadow Guard Claimed by the Wolf (epub)
Burn (Westside Wolf Pack 2) Perdita, Zoe
Carina Wilder [Wolf Rock Shif To Lie
Captive [Black Wolf Gorge 3] Gale Stanley
Carole Cummings Wolf's own 2 Weregild

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.Natural born killer.Forest King.It happened like a slow black and white.Luca dropped his head back, silver eyes cutting the unwelcoming heavens.Energy seemed to ripple up from the soles of his boots and race through every vein, the muscles in his neck contracted and his mouth dropped open, hellfire and brimstone spewing from his lips like an infernal geyser of sulfur and flame.Howl.It bloodied the air.A piping and hot vertical axis of sound.Musical and deep, it roared lord and master.Bow down because it was absolutely not up for discussion.This word wasn’t law.This word was the beginning and end of Mother Nature’s punishing hand on earth and it would be unquestionably obeyed.The weak and the strong could hate it, basic bitches and real bad asses could fight it—they could battle natural law if they needed to.But first, they would take heed.First, they would understand and know their goddamn place on the bottom rung of the food chain.First, they would drop to their fucking knees, pay homage and respect.Alpha.Nothing with a pulse moved.The entire forest stilled, the whole world holding its breath.And then, one by one the eyes disappeared, faded into the darkness like figments of a sick and grinning imagination.Peter didn’t exhale until he was sure they’d left.He finally lowered his gun after a few minutes and stalked past Luca to close the gate.It clanged shut and he plucked the lock off the rung and snapped it through the iron keyhole.“Are you gonna be able to get out now?”Luca snorted like the idea was absurd.“That’s twice I’ve saved your life.I know what I want now.”“Oh yeah?” Peter’s nose wrinkled as he squeezed the lock, knuckles white.“What’s that?”Luca’s shadow dwarfed him as he came to stand behind the fox.Close, so very close.Peter could feel the heat emanating off his body in vicious, brutal waves.“Hunt me.”Say what? Peter wheeled around, eyebrows drawn together.“Hunt you? As in”—he wiggled the gun—“hunt you?” His expression deadened.“Get the fuck outta here, Luca.Batman is waiting for me.My brother is stuffed in a cellar with the kids.And I have tons of homework I won’t be doing anytime soon, because I have to fix that light in the fucking pantry”—the wolf lifted an eyebrow like he couldn’t believe that light was broken again and Peter nodded”—yeah, that’s the one.So, you’ll excuse me, but I don’t have time for your GI Joe bullshit right now.”“Are you weak?” Luca didn’t offer him further reaction beyond the flicker of challenge in his quicksilver eyes.“Or scared?”This guy…Peter’s ears flattened with annoyance.“I don’t care what you think.”The wolf folded his arms across his chest.“Weakling.”“Shut up.” Peter planted his legs wide and bared teeth.“I’m not weak.”Luca gnashed serpentine incisors.“Prove it.”“I don’t…” The fox spun away, shoulders bunching with ire.“I don’t have to prove shit to you.”The wolf braced a hand on the fence, palm sizzling upon contact, and vaulted over with fluid ease, as if the matter was already decided.“Shoot me, you win.Bring your toy.We’ll see how it holds up.”Peter couldn’t help it.He couldn’t help the urge to blow that self-righteous prick a new asshole.So he went against all his better sense and vaulted over the posts after him.“Fine.”Chapter ThreeThe elm standing at the edge of the Granny Sole’s clearing was a fat, squatting arboreal relic.The overhang of its limbs surpassed the fence, nearly touching the leaves of the nearby forest’s spiky-leaves.It hadn’t changed much in the year since Peter had last hung from its chubby and winding limbs.But he couldn’t help but feel like it had changed.Or maybe, it was he that had changed.As he stood beneath the tree, he found himself gazing at the path the blue orb had taken so long ago.He never had found that bead.And the half-finished bracelet he’d once had was long lost.The rain had picked up considerably.It wasn’t just falling now.It was beating the earth with heaven’s fury.Pouring and gushing from the sky like Ryojin’s tears.The wolf was undressing nearby in preparation to shift.The fox made sure his shotgun was locked and loaded, pretending to be absorbed with inspecting it.He didn’t want to see Luca naked.He didn’t need that kind of image fogging up his head.Actually, he needed no part of this, but, whatever, the damage was already done.It was time to sit back and let mayhem take its natural course.The fox lifted the gun in the blanched moonlight.“Are you ready?”There was no answer, and Peter’s eyes flickered up in search of one.Luca hadn’t shifted yet.He stood nude in the rain, scars and muscle every bit as impressive as they’d always been.He didn’t appear to be listening to Peter.His eyes searching Peter’s face as if the fox couldn’t see him, as if Peter wasn’t looking directly at him.His gaze finally drifted to the forest floor, thick lashes fanning across high, sharp cheekbones.“You seem different.”Shifting his eyes away, Peter lifted his chin.“I am different.”Luca said nothing to that.He wheeled around toward the forest, and the change was swift.Smooth.Way smoother than it had ever been.Bones broke and rearranged, fur bursting through his smooth skin, until he shrunk and grew into the hulking, black dire-wolf.Its black fur patched with silver scales and it was nearly five feet from head to paw, with ash-silver, leather wings extending behind his powerful shoulders.No feathers and the skin wasn’t thick.Peter could make out individual, tiny blood vessels growing through the heavy arched, and ribbed extensions.They were huge and heavy—black, hollow bones, but strong ones.Strong enough to carry a full-grown wolf into the night sky.Peter still didn’t know why Luca had wings.Frankly, he didn’t even think Luca really understood why he had wings.According to the wolf, all that Avaline’s Trees had ever offered concerning the wolf’s wings was, “The zuburator is born that way.”It would be interesting to see if Luca had managed to master and control them.It used to be he couldn’t.Sometimes, the wings surfaced even while he was in human form.But as the wolf slanted scarlet eyes over its powerful shoulder, Peter had the sudden impression that perhaps he wasn’t the only who’d changed.Perhaps Luca was a new animal now, too.The wolf prowled around to face him, wings pinned and gray chest puffed, and the corner of the fox’s mouth twitched.Still beautiful.Always beautiful.Honestly, with the exception of his ability to breathe fire, the wings, and the overwhelming strength, the similarities between Luca and any other werewolf were many.He craved human meat, he preferred live kills, and even if he didn’t want to go along with the menu, it would make little difference.Twice a month, Luca reverted completely to wolf form—humanity buried deep.Way, way deep.Chained in his subconscious.Probably in the same windowless room the “beast” resided in when it could be leashed.The beast closed the distance between them and pressed its smoking nose against the fox’s shoulder.It was much bigger than Peter remembered it.Peter could almost comfortably ride it, and a child would have absolutely no problem.He tightened his grip around his gun, staunching the urge to run his fingers across its downy and scaled fur.“Luca…” He dropped his chin against his chest, and used the shotgun to edge the beast away.“Run.”When Peter looked up again, the wolf was…gone [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]