Demon Wolf by Bonnie Vanak

Author:Bonnie Vanak [Bonnie Vanak]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Paranormal
ISBN: 9781460333495
Google: V_HEAgAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00HAZ5DNC
Barnesnoble: B00HAZ5DNC
Goodreads: 21926934
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-06-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Keira could not sleep, thinking about that kiss.

Tender and yet passionate, it cranked all her hormones into overdrive. Temptation had called her to fist her hands in his dress shirt, pull him closer and then see where the night led them. Worldly when it came to life’s evils, she was totally innocent in bed. She wanted Dale, wanted to finally taste passion.

But she couldn’t make love to this man she’d nearly killed.

Not until he knew the truth. Keira had dealt with too many lies and too much deception to save her skin. If she were finally to be intimate with a man, she wanted Dale. And she wanted nothing but honesty between them.

Somehow, she had to tell him who she really was....

Finally she drifted off. And dreamed.

Vermilion. The color of death was vermilion, sharp and biting. Vermilion, dripping from a platform in the room’s center, cold and dank.

She put a hand against the wall to steady herself, but the room kept swaying.

“Admit it. You ripped him open.”

“Not me. I did not...”

“You—”

“I am innocent....”

“Are you saying you did not torture those young men? You have done worse, much worse, with your claws.” Behind Dale, the demon giggled and clapped.

“Please...”

“You let them bleed to death. You watched them scream and writhe in pain. You did it. You tore them open. The demons were bystanders. You did it all.” His voice became deadly calm. “You tortured me. You left me to die in the dark, alone. In agony.”

“Never kill. Never. I care, I care about you, Dale.” Her voice dropped to a bare whisper.

He said nothing, only studied her with his cold, dead gaze. Members of his team formed a horseshoe around him, a tight little group. All the SEALs were clad in battle gear, their expressions hard and cruel.

They wanted a pound of her flesh for the torment she’d inflicted on their beloved leader.

Dakota, the Draicon werewolf with the deep blue eyes, spoke in a loud, booming voice. “Keira Solomon, I find you guilty of the deaths of all your past victims. Guilty of attempted murder of a U.S. Navy lieutenant commander.”

“Guilty,” each SEAL echoed.

“Sentence?” Dale asked them. He looked at Keira, his full, sensual mouth turning hard with resolve. “There can be only one sentence for such evil. Death.”

* * *

Keira stared into the mirror as she combed through her damp hair. Showering failed to rinse away lingering wisps of last night’s horrible nightmares.

She still felt slick with sweat, a film of guilt coating her. Maybe today, she’d work up the courage to somehow tell Dale and have nothing stand between them.

Nothing to prohibit them from becoming lovers.

The comb stopped halfway through her hair.

How could she tell him? Dale needed her to find the demons and needed her guidance in vanquishing them. Telling him the truth risked expulsion from his life, or worse.

Male voices sounded in the kitchen. They sounded serious, official. Deeply worried, she twisted her long, damp hair into a bun. She dressed in a pair of black trousers, strappy sandals and a long-sleeved blue shirt.

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