Croc and the Fox 3 by Eve Langlais

Author:Eve Langlais [Langlais, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: alpha male, humorous romance, werefox, Paranormal Romance, Paranormal, werefox fantasy, Romance, Fantasy, Werewolves & Shifters, shifter romance, alpha, werecroc, shapeshifter romance, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: Eve Langlais
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Waking up in Viktor’s arms was a treat, even if he immediately rolled away once she chirped good morning. Leaving just after breakfast with him tightlipped and silent, to meet some doctor for some tests, ruined some of her elation. The idea of letting someone poke her, and do things to her like the scientists from the old lab made her tummy churn. Determined not to show too much fear – because she knew it bothered Viktor – she instead let her mind replay the events of the night before.

The dream, more vivid than any of her previous ones, elated her. Even she didn’t have the imagination to conjure up the kidnapping, the French, or the clues to her past, evidence she belonged to someone. I have a family. And she wasn’t alone in believing it. As they got ready to leave, she heard Viktor on the phone with Jessie, sharing what little nuggets Renee revealed. When she asked him what the chances were they’d find her missing mother, he wouldn’t promise her anything, but she knew he’d do his darnedest to find answers.

Almost as exciting as the thought of finding her family was what happened when she woke from her nightmare. Viktor kissed her! Oh, the beautiful heat of it. Just remembering made her body tingle. She’d come so close to discovering the pleasure everyone hinted about. A pleasure she’d know before the end of the day. No matter what Viktor thought, she was going to have sex with him, even if she had to tie him down, stomp on his phone and figure it out herself.

Maybe then he’d stop trying to keep her away. Not that he did a great job in the first place. He never pushed her away when she used him as a shield against the things that scared her. Didn’t dump her out of his lap when she climbed in to her spot as the car that picked them up eased out into the bright sunlight. Heck, he tucked her under his arm without urging when they exited the vehicle at their destination.

Walking into the plain brown building, only three stories made ugly by the bars on its windows, trepidation turned her happy thoughts into somber ones. She’d thought herself done with tests. Done with places designed to keep shifters locked away.

As if sensing her unease, Viktor leaned in to whisper, “Don’t be scared. If you so much as flinch during these tests, I’m going to make the doctor’s face say hello to my fist.”

A giggle escaped her. “And if I cry?” she asked peering up at him.

The slit in his eyes narrowed and his lips went taut. “Then he dies.”

Heart lightening, she didn’t doubt his claim for a minute.

A tall male dressed in slacks and a blue shirt approached them. With his golden mane of hair, bright blue eyes and wide smile, he appeared nice.

“Viktor, I presume. I’m Dr. Manners,” he said, holding out his hand.

Just went to show, appearances could be deceiving.

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