Heart of The Wolf by Terry Spear

Author:Terry Spear
Language: fr
Format: mobi
Tags: Fantasy
Published: 2010-04-20T04:00:00+00:00

He slid his hand down her thigh. “Does my mate want more?”

“All you can give me.”

“Let’s go inside. Turn on some music, dance au naturel, and take it from there.”

They carried their clothes into the house. As soon as they reached the living room, a solid rapping on the front door nearly gave her a heart attack.

The dreaded image came to mind of police officers standing on her front porch with warrants for her and Devlyn’s arrest…

Chapter Twelve BOTH DEVLYN AND BELLA SCRAMBLED FOR THEIR clothes, but he had no intention of allowing his mate to face whatever danger waited at the front door. Wearing only his jeans, he stalked across the living room.

Bella whispered wildly, “Wait, damn it, Devlyn. Together!”

The sound of knocking at the back door surprised him further. With a quick look out the peephole of the front door, he saw another of their nightmares ... not Volan, as he’d first assumed. But zoo man Thompson. Bella was still buttoning her dress when she headed for the front door, barefooted.

Devlyn said in a hushed growl, “Thompson.” Her face lost all of its color.

A gentler knocking at the back door sounded again. Devlyn motioned for her to stay put. In several long strides, he reached the back door. Peering out the side window, he frowned. “Your neighbor, Chrissie,” he whispered.

He opened the door partway. “Yes?”

“Hurry, let me in.”

“Do it,” Bella said, her voice hushed, motioning for her to come in.

Chrissie hurried into the house and headed for the front door.

“What the—” Devlyn said.

“Go,” Chrissie waved at them to go down the hall. She considered his bare chest and smiled. “Continue what you were doing. I’ll take care of the menace standing on your front doorstep.”

Bella stared at her and then looked at Devlyn. He joined her and pulled her down the hall and into her bedroom.

With the door slightly ajar and their sensitive hearing attuned, they waited while Chrissie opened the front door. “Well, hello there,” she said in such a sexy voice, Devlyn chuckled under his breath.

Frowning, Bella poked him in the rib. The color hadn’t returned to her face and her eyes were still darker than normal.

“Are you Miss Bella Wilder?” Thompson asked. “Yep. What’s this all about? You a cop or something?

Got a badge?” Chrissie sounded as sugary sweet as could be.

“I’m investigating the disappearance of a red wolf from the zoo.”

“You think I’d keep a red wolf in my house? Ha! Aren’t they dangerous?”

“Were you at Papagalli’s Dance Club tonight, Miss Wilder?”

Devlyn rubbed Bella’s arm and whispered into her ear, “Breathe, Bella.”

“I don’t go to dance clubs,” Chrissie told Thompson, her voice firm but still saccharine sweet. “What makes you think I was there?”

“Can I come in?”

Bella stepped back. Devlyn leaned down and kissed her cheek. “It’s okay, Bella.”

Chrissie said to Thompson, “You haven’t established your identity as a cop yet. I don’t let just any man into my house, despite the fact that you’re a pretty hot number.”

Silence. Then Thompson said, “Messages were sent from an email address that belongs to a Bella Wilder, at this residence.

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