Lahat ng Kabanata ng Taming the Big Bad Alpha: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

Caitlin and Zendedari held each other like two children after a terrible fright, taking comfort in one another’s closeness. Caitlin became aware after a time that her skin was against his, bare, sensitive, her breasts pressed into his side."I don’t suppose you want to tell me what happened to my shirt." She lay motionless, drowsy and content. Being so close to him should have bothered her, but it simply seemed normal. Her gaze found the material slashed to ribbons, scattered on the floor beside the bed. "You were in a bit of a hurry, I see," she pointed out, making an effort to get up to get dressed.When she would have pulled away from him, Zen refused to relinquish his hold. Instead, he reached lazily for the quilt and pulled it around her. His smile was in her mind. Tell me of your childhood.He dropped the words into the silence, felt her shock, her pain, her instant withdrawalI want you to tell me this yourself Caitlin. I could look into your memories, but it is not the same as

Olivera’s POV:Immediately I strolled into my room after Raul had dismissed me, I fell mechanically on the bed letting out a loud gush of air from my mouth. Propping one of the pillows to my chest, crossing my arms around it, a short smile slithered its way across my lips as my mind dwelled on the happenings of last night and this morning. A giggle went out of my mouth and I hid my face behind the pillow as if to hide my overly blushed cheeks out of the fiery gazes of some unknown people. I couldn’t believe I had been bold enough to ride on the Alpha. What the hell! I screamed in my mind, kicking my legs and shooting them out on the bed. I just didn’t believe myself. Where had the shy Olive gone? Jeremy would have a fit if he had somehow seen what had happened. Good, he didn’t have ears and eyes everywhere. Thank the goddess that she didn’t make that gift available to werewolves.I bit my lips as I heard murmurings in the passageway. It seemed like Seth and Roland had finally bested t

Caitlin’s breath caught in her throat, after she had just merged her mind with Zendedari. She touched his hair with gentle fingers, ran a fingertip along his jaw in a small caress. "You really dislike being alone."I think the word dislike is not nearly strong enough, he answered dryly. I cannot breathe unless you are close to me."I didn’t realize it was so terrible for you. I’m sorry I was so insensitive, Zen. I wasn’t meaning to be. I have a tendency to plan things out far in advance. What you’re picking up in my mind is something altogether different. Our situation is becoming desperate. I have to drive into one of the villages and get us some supplies. Blood, clothes for you." She held up a hand. Merged as she was with him, she felt his instant rejection of her plan. "We don’t have a choice, Zen. I’m going to have to leave immediately in order to get down to the village first thing in the morning."No! It is not safe. I will not allow such a thing. It is too risky.She ignored hi

Dawn was streaking the sky by the time Caitlin managed to make the trip over the rough terrain to the nearest village. She needed fuel, herbs, sutures, various supplies, and, most of all, blood. Whole blood. She had always had to fight off fatigue during the daytime, but now it was more than simple fatigue; she was exhausted. She was terrified of being caught alone in her camper in such a weak state. She knew it would be virtually impossible to protect herself. More than anything else, she feared that something might attack Zendedari while she was away.She parked her truck at the village petrol station and slipped from the cab. Almost immediately she was uneasy, not certain why. Few villagers were out and about at such an early hour. She leaned casually against the truck, taking a long look around. She could detect no one, but she felt eyes on her, someone or something watching her. The feeling was strong. Lifting her chin, she forced herself to ignore her overactive imagination whil

Caitlin loaded the supplies into her truck, taking as much time as she dared. If the sun affected her, it had to be just as lethal to her assailant if he was like Zendedari. It had never occurred nto her that she might have to contend with a vampire. The hunters had been her nightmare; she suspected this was much worse. She packed the blood carefully in the center of her large cooler, surrounded by the blocks of ice. She had to find a way to get the blood to Zendedari without leaving a trail for the vampire.She waited, stalling now before she left. The sun climbed higher, touched her skin right through the thin cotton of her clothing. A wide-brimmed hat and her dark glasses provided relief. Still, Caitlin sensed it was safer to stay among people as long as she could; until her weakness left her she had no alternative but to seek rest in her darkened camper in the shade of the woods.There was a push at her mind, a familiar path she recognized instantly with relief. She merged with Ze