Claimed by the Beast by Saranna Dewylde

Author:Saranna Dewylde [Saranna Dewylde]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Paranormal
ISBN: 9781460325254
Google: geXzAAAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00FBZL2EC
Barnesnoble: B00FBZL2EC
Goodreads: 19153347
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Dawn had reached sticky, orange fingers across the sky by the time they’d gathered supplies and rented a small “beach house.” It was actually more like a shack—a single-wide trailer parked in the sand—but it suited their purposes. It was cheap, well-hidden, and off the grid. It belonged to someone who owed Konstantin a favor and didn’t ask questions when that favor was cashed in during the middle of the night.

She didn’t know where Konstantin had gotten the cash, but she didn’t really want to think about it. Daphne rationalized it was survival of the fittest, and avoiding the whole end of the world by werewolf zombie apocalypse sort of depended on it. She was sure he wouldn’t hurt anyone who didn’t have it coming.

It seemed the most natural thing in the world to crawl into the bed next to him and rest her head on his shoulder.

Her rational mind told her that this was madness. Before last night, he’d been a test subject behind glass. A brutal animal.

But he was none of those things—not as she’d imagined them anyway. Daphne wasn’t so innocent as to think his teeth and claws were meant for knitting. She knew better. Konstantin was more human than some of the Homo sapiens she knew.

This link between them... Talk about the one-night stand that wouldn’t go home. Only, she couldn’t imagine home being anywhere that he wasn’t.

Her rational mind reared its stupid voice again and told her that he was just like the rest of them who were behind bars, except she’d fallen for his lines of crap because she wanted so desperately to believe them. Love was built on commitment, intimacy, investment. This was—

Right.

Daphne’s heart couldn’t explain it to her head. She belonged to him—with him. And he with her. She had to stop trying to explain it to herself and just go with it. There were more important questions that needed answers.

Like the virus.

The wheels of her brain kept spinning, and sleep eluded her.

When his breathing evened and the tension fled his body, Daphne crawled out of bed and began setting up the lab. Sleep was for after the cure.

Her lab coat offered her a wealth of material to work with. There were several samples of dried blood she was sure belonged to Ian, and a blue stain that could be the virus in its pure form.

She didn’t want to think about where that spot was on the coat. How close Ian had actually come to injecting it into her veins—to making her a monster.

Daphne paused. Ian wasn’t stupid. He was rather brilliant, actually. He had to know that Konstantin wouldn’t bite him. He’d obviously observed Konstantin and Daphne’s connection. What was his endgame?

Excitement tingled through her fingertips, with a nice guilt chaser. The reason she’d become a scientist was the thrill of the chase. Finding answers to questions that thus far had none. The harder, the better.

Ian was a worthy opponent.

After all the pain and suffering he’d inflicted, Daphne shouldn’t find that pleasing.

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