Harlequin Nocturne June 2016 Box Set by Michele Hauf & Kristal Hollis

Author:Michele Hauf & Kristal Hollis
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9781460398425
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-06-11T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 4

Brice slumped, his mouth fell open and he appeared to have stopped breathing. He was a tall, tall man, and from the way he swayed, he looked ready to topple.

“I’m too late?” His words were barely audible in the silent woods.

“No.” Afraid he would drop from shock, Cassie stood on her toes and tapped his face. “She isn’t dead. Okay?”

Though he stared at her through large, unblinking eyes, his trembling hand found hers. He held her palm to his cheek, pressed his nose against her wrist and inhaled shallow breaths until his composure returned.

She ignored the ridiculous notion that he drew comfort from her touch. Maybe the cherry-scented body wash she used smelled like his girlfriend’s fragrance. Although Cassie imagined the women Brice dated would be able to afford a more luxurious and expensive brand than the dollar store variety she used.

“How is she?” Brice’s jagged voice squeezed her heart. His distress over his grandmother’s health sounded as genuine as Cassie’s concern.

A kind, decent woman, Margaret Walker had hired Cassie to clean her house before Cassie was old enough to apply for a real job. And when family services threatened to put her in foster care after Imogene got sick, Margaret helped Cassie file emancipated minor papers. She’d also encouraged Cassie not to give up on her education no matter how bad things got—and for a while, things got pretty darn bad.

“She’s in serious condition, as far as I know. The nurses wouldn’t tell me anything else or let me visit her.” Cassie swallowed the residual sting of being turned away because she wasn’t family.

“I need to see her. Now.” Brice squatted at Cassie’s feet and went wolf.

The transformation took less than a second, which didn’t give Cassie enough time not to look. Her brain did a mental loop-the-loop. “Don’t do that in front of me.” She held her head to stop the spinning. “It’s freaky.”

The wolf’s ears flattened. Although Brice’s au naturel appearance unnerved her, Cassie preferred his nudity to this scowling, four-footed fur ball.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” She pointed up the road. “Go.”

Crinkling his nose, the wolf pulled his thin lips back in a peevish snort.

“Good boy?” She thumped his head. “Don’t roll your eyes at me. How am I supposed to know what you want? I’ve never owned a dog. Hey, stop that!” She swatted his cold nose away from the back of her knee.

His yips grew impatient. After a few nudges and some wolf drool from Brice tugging on the hem of her nightshirt, Cassie understood he wouldn’t run ahead and leave her behind.

She jogged toward the cabin. Brice loped beside her without touching his right hind leg to the ground.

Surreal didn’t begin to describe the situation. Of all the things she might have expected of Margaret Walker’s grandson, being a wolfman wasn’t one of them.

A very sexy wolfman, sans the wolfy part.

A girlish giddiness bubbled through her body and caused complete loss of coordination in her limbs. She tripped on the porch steps.

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