Fever (Blood Moon Rising, #1)
up too soon?
What if this was never meant to be? She was a human. To his
knowledge, no other packmaster in the history of all werewolf lore
had ever bonded to a human. They were always other royal weres. Not
to mention she thought she was either drugged or dreaming. How
would she react when she found out he truly had, in a weird sense
of chivalry, kidnapped her?
    Erik left while Nik gestured for
Danica to enter.
    Slowly, she walked inside, like a doe
cautiously entering a meadow, eyes searching for a
hunter.
    Gage’s inner wolf became interested.
Oh, how he wished to hunt her….
    Once the door was shut, he clasped his
hands in front of him. She was ravishing. The silk suggested
curves, and the outline of her nipples through the material made
him begin to harden.
    Damn it all. Was he ever going to be
able to concentrate while she was near?
    His heart skipped a beat, sending an
unpleasant bolt of fear through him he was entirely unaccustomed
to. It took a moment to realize what sparked it.
    He was afraid of losing her. More than
that, he feared she may never love him.
    Thing is, he didn’t know he wanted her
to until he’d Marked her.
    “ May I assist you with
something, my lady?” Gage at last asked, noting his voice sounded
significantly rougher.
    She looked pale and frightened, but
determined. “Yeah. You can.”
    Her hand slipped into her robe,
producing a large dagger.
     

Chapter 5
     
    Danica fought not to let her hand
shake. Dammit, why couldn’t she flip a badass switch and go all
Buffy on this dude?
    This very hot, enticing
dude.
    “ There’s no phone, like,
anywhere. But there are all these handy, decorative knives hanging
all over the walls outside this room,” she rambled. Inwardly, she
winced. Way to sound intimidating and not
take any shit, Danica .
    Gage stared at her. “As I said, my
predecessors collected antiques. And we don’t have a landline. It
was disconnected years ago when we moved to using cell phones. Why?
Were you wanting to call your family?”
    “ I wanted to call the
police. I know I’m not drunk,” she said, proud she’d kept her voice
steady. “I don’t feel drunk. I’ve pinched myself silly out in the
hall after hearing you guys talk, and I haven’t woken up yet. The
only thing I can deduct is this is real, and I want you to let me
go, right now.”
    Gage didn’t reply for a long while. He
stood there, staring at her, an amused sparkle in his eyes. “Is
that really what you want?”
    Hell, no, that wasn’t what she wanted.
Her raging libido wanted him to strip her naked and screw her on
the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace a few feet
away.
    “ Yes,” she finally said,
throat tighter.
    “ You hesitated.”
    She blinked. “I did not.”
    Gage took a step forward.
    Danica stood her ground. “Stay back!”
she said, brandishing the knife like a circus performer would a
chair at an angry lion.
    Gage smiled. “Make me.”
    Danica swallowed as he pressed his
chest against the tip of the knife. Her heart pounded in her ears
as he trailed his finger along the blunt side of the blade. “No
one’s drawn a knife on me in a long time,” he said.
    “ Why? Because you’re some
big, scary mob boss?”
    That bemused sparkle returned to his
eyes. “Something to that effect.”
    His eyes, she noticed were vibrant
blue tinged in gold around the irises. The firelight caught the
gold in his eyes, enhancing it. Her breath quickened, and she
licked her lips. “You don’t scare me.”
    He raised a brow. “No?”
    “ No.”
    It happened in the blink of an eye.
One moment, she was fantasizing what he would look like without his
shirt on, and the next, he’d disarmed her and had swept her up in a
passionate kiss.
    Danica’s eyes widened, startled. She
started to protest when his tongue began tangling with hers, and
she forgot how to think. His kisses were hungry, desperate, like he
was starving for her taste. Losing herself, she wrapped her arms
around his neck as he shoved

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