not.”
He had got to be
kidding! Kat’s temper exploded.
“Maybe you’re the one
who needs the padded room! We are so done here. I’m calling the sheriff, maybe
he can make sense of all of this.” Kat began to walk past him out of the
kitchen when he suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her in front of him.
“Hey! Let me go!” Kat
gave her arm a jerk but he held her firmly. Glaring up at him, his golden eyes
held her in his gaze. He hated scaring her but he had never been a patient man,
the little bit he had, he had used up hours ago. He had never been good at
dealing with women either, preferring to avoid them all together instead. The
women of his pack had learned a long time ago to keep their distance. It didn’t
matter though. She was a female he was now responsible for and she would need
to learn to do as she was told.
“You are not human. You
are a Lykan and you are coming with me.”
Kat stared up at him
in for several long seconds in silence and then finally lowered her head in
submission. Finally he was getting through to her. Clearly now she would behave
as a proper Lykan female should and obey his commands. He could feel her body
trembling beneath his hand and gently released his grip on her arm. Females
were so fragile, he would have to remember to be more careful with her. Kat
rubbed her arm and took a step away from him towards the kitchen sink. Her
shoulders slumped in defeat as she wrapped her arms around her middle
protectively.
God, if the little
female started to cry he didn’t know what he would do. He hated to see women
cry. Again, this was why he couldn’t be around people any more. Why were
females always so dam weepy, she probably expected him to comfort and coddle
her now. Dam it, a better male would know what to do, a better man… “ Ah!” Bells
thundered in his head as the skillet that had been drying in the sink behind
Kat bounced off his thick skull. Gripping his head with both hands to stop the
ringing, he almost didn’t see her sprint past him and wrench the front door
open. With a roar he struggled to regain his balance and chase after her.
Her booted feet barely
cleared the front porch before she heard his steps thundering through the house
after her. If she could just make it to her truck in time she just might be
able to get away from the lunatic. Not only was he a werewolf he was completely
nuts. No way was she a Lykan and she wasn’t going anywhere with him.
Using everything she
had she pumped her legs and sprinted for her truck. She usually left the keys
inside of it since no one in their right mind would want to steal the rusty old
thing anyway.
Suddenly the air
slammed out of her chest as she was knocked to the ground beneath Ronan’s hard
body. “No!” Kat screeched, struggling to drag in a deep breath and thrashing
underneath him. “Let me go!”
“Never run from a
Lykan.” Ronan’s furious voice snarled from behind her. “We like it.”
Kat gasped as she was
flipped onto her back beneath Ronan’s massive body. Fear slammed through her when
she looked into his face and saw his glowing eyes and long fangs. Oh god! He
was shifting! Kat renewed her struggles using everything at her disposal,
biting, scratching and kicking, she was desperate to escape.
Ronan’s beast roared
to be set free. The little female had dared to defy him and … what the
hell! Did she really just bite me! Rarely did any Lykan dare to attack him
and the few that had, didn’t live to tell the tale. The claws on his hands
began to extend and he could feel a surge of power fill his system in
preparation for his shift. With a low growl he took a deep breath, filling his
lungs with Kat’s flowery scent… a scent that was filled with her fear. With a
groan he reined his beast in. If he let his beast take control he would hurt
her and… dam it… for some reason it really bothered him that she was afraid.
Kat screamed as she
suddenly felt his teeth