Read Online Dead After Dark by Sherrilyn Kenyon, Dianna Love, J. R. Ward, Susan Squires - Free Book Online

heat.”
    She picked up Trace’s brass piggy bank as if she was about to throw it at him. “Stay away from me.”
    That was a lot easier said than done since every maleparticle of him was attuned to her in a way that was virtually irresistible. The wolf in him salivated at the scent of her and it wanted nothing more than to throw her down and mount her.
    Lucky for her, he wasn’t the animal she thought him to be.
    He approached her slowly. “I’m not going to touch you.”
    She threw the bank at his head.
    He caught it in one hand before he returned it to its spot on the dresser.
    “I’m not kidding, Fury,” she growled at him.
    “And neither am I. I told you I wouldn’t hurt you and I have no intention of going back on my word.”
    Her gaze dropped down to the bulge in his pants. “I won’t mate with you willingly. Ever.”
    Those words cut him more than they should have. “Trust me, baby, you wouldn’t be worth the scratches. Unlike the Arcadian bastards you’re used to, I don’t have to force a woman into my bed. Sit up here and rot for all I care.” He walked out and slammed the door behind him.
    Angelia didn’t move for several fearful heartbeats as she waited for his return.
    He was gone and she was safe again . . . she hoped.
    Over and over, she heard the stories in her head about how the Katagaria treated their females when they were in heat. If unmated, the woman was handed off to the unmated males of the pack, who passed her around until they’d had their fill of her. The female had no say whatsoever.
    “You’re all animals,” she snarled, cursing the fact that it was her fertile time of the month and she was trapped here with them. “Where are you, Dare?”
    As if in answer, a flash startled her.
    She tensed as she realized it wasn’t Dare coming to her rescue.
    It was Fury. His eyes brittle with anger, he stalked toward her. A true predator bent on the gods only knew what.
    “Don’t touch me!” She struck out at him.
    He caught her hand in his and held it. “You know what? I’m going to teach you a valuable lesson.”
    Before she could ask him what it was, he teleported them out of the nursery and into a dining room.
    Angelia panicked as she realized the room was filled with eight male wolves in human form. By their scents, she knew they were as unmated as Fury was.
    Her heart hammering, she tried to run, but Fury wouldn’t let her. Blocking her escape, he quickly pulled his clothes on.
    “You will sit and you will eat,” he growled low in his throat. “Like a civil human,” he spat the word as if it were the lowest thing imaginable.
    How she wished she had her powers to blast him and make him pay for this. No doubt she’d be the first course and he’d probably hold her down while the others raped her.
    Fury walked her toward the table, to the right hand of Bride where a young, handsome wolfswain sat. His eyes darkened as he caught a whiff of her scent.
    Angelia braced herself for his attack.
    His eyes black and dilated, he stood up slowly. This was it . . .
    He was going to throw her down for all of them.
    Just as she was sure he would, he inclined his head respectfully to Fury, picked up his plate and glass and moved away to sit at the other end of the table.
    Fury sat her in the vacated chair.
    Bride, who’d been watching curiously, let out a sigh. “I take it the two of you will be joining us.”
    Fury nodded. “We will.”
    A younger wolfswain who was sitting across the tablefrom her stood up immediately, making Angelia flinch. “I’ll get plates for them.”
    Bride smiled kindly. “Thank you, Keegan.”
    Thin and blond, he practically ran into the other room only to return with china and silverware. He handed one setting to Fury, then turned to Angelia. “Would you like me to serve you?”
    “Sit, Keegan,” Fury barked.
    He immediately put the place setting in front of her and returned to his seat.
    There was so much tension in the room that Angelia could