Heart of the Wolf by D. B. Reynolds

Author:D. B. Reynolds
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Siren-BookStrand
Published: 2010-06-16T09:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Ren entered Kathryn’s building from the garage, giving the uniform in the lobby a nod in greeting before stepping into the elevator. He’d driven himself over after a brief stop at his apartment to change into clothes more suitable for the evening he had planned—a turtleneck sweater and black denims, leather jacket and heavy boots. Westgate’s house was across the bay in one of the pricier suburbs of the city and, bad weather or not, Ren wanted to get there tonight. But he had to see Kathryn first.

Marla opened the penthouse door before he could knock, alerted by the doorman downstairs. The housekeeper was still a little twitchy but less nervous of him than she’d been the other night. Maybe because she understood he meant to keep Kathryn alive.

“I’ll tell Mrs. Avinger—” Marla started, but Ren interrupted her.

“Don’t bother. I’ll walk myself back.”

Marla’s protest went unheeded. Tommy was waiting around the corner.

Ren approached the big man carefully, not wanting to make a scene. So far, Tommy and Marla were the only people he’d met in this fucking city who evidenced any loyalty to anyone.

“Tommy,” he said, with a quick nod. “She around?”

“She’s sleeping.”

Ren inhaled, drawing in the essence of Kathryn. She was there, and she was awake. “Not anymore.”

The bodyguard’s eyes widened almost imperceptibly, but he still didn’t move.

“I can’t help her if she won’t talk to me, Tommy.”

Tommy gave a resigned sigh. “She’s in the bedroom suite. Her personal suite,” he clarified. “It’s—”

“I know.” Ren circled past the bodyguard and followed the clear scent down the hall and around the corner to a set of dark red lacquered doors.

Why red? He wondered. Was it something she’d chosen for herself? Was any of this really hers?

He could hear her inside, could smell her awareness of him. He suppressed a groan of mingled desire and frustration, feeling himself harden almost instantly. She was young and female and it was nearly the full moon, a time of hunting and of mating. Ren could feel his wolf revving itself up for battle, heart thumping, blood rushing to muscles and nerves, adrenaline pouring into his system to make him ready to fight, to kill if necessary to claim his mate.

Except she isn’t yours, pal, he reminded himself silently.

The hell she isn’t!

He smiled grimly. Arguing with himself was never a good sign.

He rested his forehead against the door and closed his eyes, fighting for control before knocking softly.

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