Cian shot Tourmaline a mischievous wink before walking down the porch steps and disappearing around the side of the cabin. Giving Razl a curious look, she asked, “Do you normally work with him?”
“Not if I can help it.” He shoved one hand back through his hair, appearing irritated as hell. “But this is Mason and Jeremy’s way of trying to make the two of us get along better.”
While they watched, one of the Whiteclaw males took the girl’s arm and led her into what appeared to be some kind of office building. An ugly suspicion started burning in Razl’s gut. “I’ve got a bad feeling,” he said for the second time that morning. Dropping his cigarette butt into the ashtray sitting on the end of the bench, the Irishman said, “You’re not the only one.”Razl had hoped they might catch sight of Sapphire Smart, if she was even there, since Monroe had called on their way to Hawkley with the news that t
For a moment, Roy just stared at him, studying his eyes—then he threw back his head and roared with laughter.“Hell, you really are as ruthless as your old man, Drone. I’d had my doubts, after hearing about your new friends in the Alley. But I get it now.”“We all have our public roles to play, and sometimes it’s best to
After Razl left, Tourmaline spent the morning worrying about him while she dealt with her laundry, since she was down to the last of her clean clothes. She’d just put her things into the dryer when Jillian and another pretty blonde who introduced herself as Carla Reyes stopped by to check on her. When Jillian found out that she still hadn’t eaten breakfast, she ran back to her cabin for some pastries, while Tourmaline put on some coffee and talked to Carla, who was a riot. She listened, fascinated, as Carla explained how she was the only female Runner for the Silvercrest pack, her partner a man named Wyatt Pall.
Together, the three of them got Casey inside the Burnses’ cabin, taking her to the spare room that Jillian said she often used for her patients. As they began cleaning away the blood with warm cloths so that Jillian could assess the damage, which appeared to be a multitude of bruises and brutal, painful-looking claw marks, Casey came to. Speaking in a halting, broken rasp, the woman explained how her husband, Davis, had come home that morning in a drunken rage after staying out all night at his favorite bar in town. Apparently, there had been some younger Lycans in the bar making lewd comments about Casey flirting with them, and instead of just talking to her about it, Davis had gone off the deep end. From what Tourmaline could gather, this wasn’t the first time
They went inside, waiting for those who could make it to arrive, and once they were all gathered in the Burnses’ kitchen, Razl quickly introduced her to the ones she didn’t know, then sat beside her at the table. Mic and her husband, Brody, had gone down to the town of Covington for the day with Torrance, but Jeremy had joined the group, along with Carla’s partner, Wyatt, and Torrance’s husband, Mason.Leaning against one of the counters, Mason slid his dark gaze toward Razl. “So what did you guys learn?”
He wished like hell that he knew what she was thinking.If she felt anything at all for him, or if it was just physical on her part. If he was any man but himself, he’d have done everything he could to forge a lasting connection between them. But without the call of her scent, he had no claim on her. And it was really starting to piss him off.He did
Oh, God, she thought, clinging to those hard, muscular shoulders, loving the way he felt beneath her hands. She was so primed she was amazed she hadn’t already melted into an embarrassing puddle on the floor. “Razl,” she gasped, “if I get any more ready, I’ll be done.”“Then consider this just for me,” he growled, picking her up and laying her down on the kitchen table. Before she could so much as blink, he undid the zipper
He cursed something foul under his breath, but moved away from her. It wasn’t easy to take his eyes off the tempting, mouthwatering sight of her half-naked body, but he pulled the phone from his pocket and read the text.“Shit. I just can’t catch a bloody break,” he muttered a few seconds later, pulling his hand down his face.