He could see Ellie’s fear on her expressive, delicate features. He hated noticing the little lines by her mouth that revealed she smiled often. He wondered what it would be like to hear her laughter. He’d never had a 39
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reason to smile until he’d gained his freedom. Her lower lip pouted out slightly with worry, fuller than her top one, and the urge to suck on it struck him.
Her hair drew his attention next. It was so unlike his, with its near-white appearance and unruly curls. It appeared to have a soft texture, smelled of strawberries, and framed her face, making her bone structure seem fragile.
New Species women are drastically different from my small human. He froze, realizing he’d just called her his. Outrage poured through him. He knew better than to trust any human. They inflicted pain every chance they were given. Especially her. She’d just admitted to being a skilled liar. For all he knew, everything she’d just said could be false to gain his sympathy.
He’d be damned if he gave her a chance to betray him again. And yet the idea of her being his did confusing things to him. His gut tightened, his fingers itched to touch her and he had the crazy urge to say something to alleviate her fear of him. Hell , he realized with disgust, I want to make her laugh just to see her smile . It was insane and wrong. His conflicting thoughts and emotions when it came to her made his rage burn hotter. Ellie, it seemed, had become a master manipulator and he didn’t ever want to be on the receiving end of it again.
Fury tried to focus on the present. He had his enemy within his sights and he had the opportunity to finally give some payback to at least one person who’d harmed him.
So far he hadn’t been given a single occasion to even up the score. The worst offenders hadn’t been arrested to face punishment for what they’d done while others had fled into hiding. That left the woman before him as his only outlet.
His heart hammered erratically and an image filled his mind of the last time she’d run from him after she’d betrayed him. Memory returned so strongly that he staggered back a foot from the blow of emotions washing through him. She’d been so rushed that she’d missed the door and smacked into the wall in her haste to see him punished for what she’d done.
The animal inside him howled out for him to grab her. Chains no longer restrained him and drugs didn’t hold his body immobile. He tensed, every muscle rigid, and he saw her move back a step. He inhaled sharply—her fear was so strong he could taste it.
It made his instincts scream to cover her, to protect her, even though it enraged him that she had that effect on him. He snarled as conflicting emotions battled.
She was the enemy yet he desperately wanted to touch her. The second she spun around and sprinted away, he lunged forward, charging after the woman he wanted more than anything else he’d ever desired in his life. There wasn’t a thing he could do to stop his animal from taking over.
Once again he’d totally lost all control.
Ellie felt the blood drain from her face as she watched raw emotions play over Fury’s features. The good intentions that held her in place scattered when she saw his feral look, heard his pained, animalistic snarl. She spun and sprinted away in panic.
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Fury closed the distance between them. Terror urged her to run faster. Her MP3 player slipped from her terrified fingers to crash onto the sidewalk a second before he grabbed her from behind.
Ellie opened her mouth to scream but slammed into the grass before she could get it out. His heavy body knocked the air from her lungs. He tore her headphones away. The weight on top of her shifted. Ellie sucked in air before he grabbed her again and his weight returned when Fury rolled her onto her back.
His large body pinned hers tightly against the damp grass. She attempted to shove him off but he didn’t budge. Her palms futilely