police. One part of his argument, though, took a second to sink in.
“What do you mean, I don’t have a mark on me? I fell down the stairs and then
ran naked through the woods. I must be covered in bruises and scra . . .” Her
voice trailed off as she took stock of the fact that not a single part of her
body ached. She plopped her bottom on the bed and lifted her feet to peer at
her soles, which, while dirty, showed no signs she’d cut and scratched them
during her mad flight.
It makes no sense. But
it did remind her of the incident in the bedroom with the bloody cut. What’s happening to me?
She wanted the comfort of her
familiar space more than ever. “I want to go home.”
“No.” He said it quietly in a
tone that said he wouldn’t budge.
“You can’t stop me.” She took a
step toward him.
Muscular arms crossed over his
bare chest. “Actually, I can. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a tad bigger
than you. Good luck going through me.”
“So now I’m a prisoner again,
am I?”
“Think of it more as a
protective measure.”
“Says you. I say, screw you.
I’m leaving, and you’d better not try to stop me.”
Bailey marched over to the door,
which she hoped led outside, and pulled it open. Then she looked up, and up
again, at the man sporting the extremely wide chest blocking her way.
“And where do you think you’re
going?” the brick wall asked.
“Crazy apparently,” she mumbled,
stumbling back. “I swear this whole evening is getting weirder and weirder.”
“Evening? I would have thought
you’d have said days,” the brown-eyed giant replied.
An icy chill spread through
her. “What do you mean days?”
“Ah shit.”
Bailey whirled to look at Gavin.
“What’s he talking about? How long since you and I met at that bar?”
He shifted uncomfortably. “Five
nights ago.”
“Five!” That did it. Her eyes
rolled up in her head, and she slumped to the ground in a faint.
Parker caught the little lady
before she hit the ground, while ignoring Gavin’s glare. It wasn’t hard, not
with the plush form of the most delectable-smelling female he’d ever met. No
wonder her disappearance had driven Gavin nuts. This close to her, Parker
couldn’t deny her appeal—or his immediate attraction to her, a pull also felt
by his inner wolf, which paced in agitation.
“What did you go and tell her
that for?” Gavin’s irritation—and jealousy—came through loud and clear.
Parker managed to flip him a
bird while carrying the limp Bailey to the bed. “I didn’t realize it was a big
deal.”
“Neither did I,” Gavin replied,
his shoulders slumping. “I realized as soon as she woke up and started talking
that she’d lost track of time.”
Eyeing her frame up and down,
especially her plump thighs peeking from the edge of the T-shirt, an urge to
cover her body with his made his cock swell. What is it about her that intrigues me? Inhaling deeply, he let the
scent of her sift through his senses. His teeth lengthened as his wolf abruptly
pushed forward. Clamping his control down tight, Parker moved back a step and
frowned. “What is she?”
“You smell something different
too?”
“Not pack, and yet . . .”
Parker inhaled again. “There’s something about her, something familiar. But at
the same time—”
“There’s an aroma of something
not quite right. Not human, and not her. I know. It’s been driving me nuts.
Want to hear something weirder? She didn’t smell like this five days ago.”
That grabbed Parker’s
attention. “What do you mean she smelled different? Could those bastards have
marked her, or worse?”
“I found no signs of rape,”
Gavin replied, coming over to stand across from him on the other side of the
bed.
“Even stranger, there’s not a
single mark on her body.”
“Five days and they didn’t
touch her?” Incredulity made Parker’s eyes shoot from the girl’s form to his friend’s.
“Not even a tiny scratch from
the woods I
“What do you mean, I don’t have a mark on me? I fell down the stairs and then
ran naked through the woods. I must be covered in bruises and scra . . .” Her
voice trailed off as she took stock of the fact that not a single part of her
body ached. She plopped her bottom on the bed and lifted her feet to peer at
her soles, which, while dirty, showed no signs she’d cut and scratched them
during her mad flight.
It makes no sense. But
it did remind her of the incident in the bedroom with the bloody cut. What’s happening to me?
She wanted the comfort of her
familiar space more than ever. “I want to go home.”
“No.” He said it quietly in a
tone that said he wouldn’t budge.
“You can’t stop me.” She took a
step toward him.
Muscular arms crossed over his
bare chest. “Actually, I can. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a tad bigger
than you. Good luck going through me.”
“So now I’m a prisoner again,
am I?”
“Think of it more as a
protective measure.”
“Says you. I say, screw you.
I’m leaving, and you’d better not try to stop me.”
Bailey marched over to the door,
which she hoped led outside, and pulled it open. Then she looked up, and up
again, at the man sporting the extremely wide chest blocking her way.
“And where do you think you’re
going?” the brick wall asked.
“Crazy apparently,” she mumbled,
stumbling back. “I swear this whole evening is getting weirder and weirder.”
“Evening? I would have thought
you’d have said days,” the brown-eyed giant replied.
An icy chill spread through
her. “What do you mean days?”
“Ah shit.”
Bailey whirled to look at Gavin.
“What’s he talking about? How long since you and I met at that bar?”
He shifted uncomfortably. “Five
nights ago.”
“Five!” That did it. Her eyes
rolled up in her head, and she slumped to the ground in a faint.
Parker caught the little lady
before she hit the ground, while ignoring Gavin’s glare. It wasn’t hard, not
with the plush form of the most delectable-smelling female he’d ever met. No
wonder her disappearance had driven Gavin nuts. This close to her, Parker
couldn’t deny her appeal—or his immediate attraction to her, a pull also felt
by his inner wolf, which paced in agitation.
“What did you go and tell her
that for?” Gavin’s irritation—and jealousy—came through loud and clear.
Parker managed to flip him a
bird while carrying the limp Bailey to the bed. “I didn’t realize it was a big
deal.”
“Neither did I,” Gavin replied,
his shoulders slumping. “I realized as soon as she woke up and started talking
that she’d lost track of time.”
Eyeing her frame up and down,
especially her plump thighs peeking from the edge of the T-shirt, an urge to
cover her body with his made his cock swell. What is it about her that intrigues me? Inhaling deeply, he let the
scent of her sift through his senses. His teeth lengthened as his wolf abruptly
pushed forward. Clamping his control down tight, Parker moved back a step and
frowned. “What is she?”
“You smell something different
too?”
“Not pack, and yet . . .”
Parker inhaled again. “There’s something about her, something familiar. But at
the same time—”
“There’s an aroma of something
not quite right. Not human, and not her. I know. It’s been driving me nuts.
Want to hear something weirder? She didn’t smell like this five days ago.”
That grabbed Parker’s
attention. “What do you mean she smelled different? Could those bastards have
marked her, or worse?”
“I found no signs of rape,”
Gavin replied, coming over to stand across from him on the other side of the
bed.
“Even stranger, there’s not a
single mark on her body.”
“Five days and they didn’t
touch her?” Incredulity made Parker’s eyes shoot from the girl’s form to his friend’s.
“Not even a tiny scratch from
the woods I
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