Free The Wolf Prince by Karen Kelley

isn’t normal. You could have swelling of the brain or something.”
    He shook his head. “I’m feeling better now. No more screaming in my head. And I don’t want to see the doctor.”
    “I still think I should call him.” She worried her bottom lip.
    He squeezed her arm. “And tell him what? That we mated, then the humming in my head got louder?”
    She cocked an eyebrow. “I’d leave out the part about us making love. I’d tell him you overexerted yourself.”
    He gave her a wobbly grin. “You think I did?”
    “Well, no, I mean—”
    “I enjoyed mating—making love with you.”
    She smiled. “I enjoyed it, too.” And she was now naked in front of him and she was more than a little self-conscious. “There’s a bathroom on the other side of that door. I’ll slip to my room and freshen up. I’ll meet you back in here. And I will call Dr. Wilson just to see what he thinks.”
    He nodded. “If it will make you feel better.”
    “It will.” She scooped up her clothes and hurried from the room. As she slipped inside her bedroom, she wondered exactly what she thought she saw happening to Surlock. She might have tried to dismiss it as the light, but something strange had happened.
    And why had the humming in her ears suddenly started up again? She’d actually forgotten about it until now. She dropped her clothes in the hamper, then turned the water on in the shower.
    Strange things were starting to happen. She’d never felt this connection with someone when she had sex. Hell, she’d never felt any connection.
    Darcy shook her head and stepped in the shower. Nothing strange had happened. The humming had started because she’d been—excited. Nothing more. And it was just as she’d thought, Surlock knew how to please a woman. She’d only had the best orgasm ever and was still in shock.
    Right?

C HAPTER 6
    S urlock stared into the bathroom mirror. What had happened in there? For a moment, he’d been someone else. No, something else, and that something else had tried to take over his body. A deep shudder washed over him.
    The humming grew louder in his ears. Not as loud as before, but enough that he knew it was there. Maybe he was crazy. Maybe the blow to his head had affected him more than he’d thought. Maybe … He scraped his fingers through his hair.
    Who the hell was he?
    He turned on the water, splashing some on his face. He didn’t belong here. He could feel it all the way to his bones. Could he be this secret agent man like the James Bond character? He’d remembered he was a hunter, but not much else.
    Was he one of the good guys? There had been killers in the movie as well. Darcy had said they were the bad guys. If he could be one of the good guys, couldn’t he be a bad one just as well?
    He jumped when someone tapp ed on the door of the bathroom. “Yes?”
    “Are you okay?” Darcy asked.
    He patted his face dry on the hand towel, tossing it on the counter. When he opened the door, he was in control again. “Yes, all better.” He smiled.
    “You look worried,” she said. She took his hand and squeezed.
    Worried? Surlock had thought he could hide what he felt from Darcy. Apparently not. She had easily picked up on his emotions. Again he wondered at the bond between them.
    “I’ll find out who you are, don’t worry. The doctor said your memory would come back naturally. He said the humming you’re hearing might be from trying too hard to remember.”
    “He’s probably right. There’s no pain now.”
    His gaze swept over her. Darcy was fresh from the shower. She smelled sweet. He’d loved mating with her. She’d given as much as he had. By the gods, he didn’t want to hurt her if it turned out he was a criminal.
    He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. Her skin was smooth, soft. She smiled and his pulse quickened. “Am I one of the good guys?” His voice sounded raspy.
    “Of course, you’re one of the good guys,” she said softly.
    “But how can you be