Savage Transformation by Lexxie Couper

Author:Lexxie Couper
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2010-09-28T04:00:00+00:00

Jackie sped through the bush, Delanie’s smell thick in her nose. Low tree branches and scrub tore at her sides and muzzle, snagged in her fur, but still she ran.

The deeper into the bush she went, the stronger Del’s scent grew. More potent.

Human blood cut her friend’s distinct odor, its coppery overtones sour with fear. Jackie let her tongue loll from her mouth, taking the scent into her body. The blood was arterial—rich with life and oxygen. Jackie could taste its vitality even through the choking stench of fear coating it.

She ran faster, for the first time in her strange life willingly letting her animal control her. That her thylacine could sort out Delanie as fiercely as her human soul spoke volumes. More than words ever could. When she found Delanie, her human friend was just going to have to accept the fact there would be lots of face licking taking place. Jackie doubted she’d have any luck at all reigning in her thylacine’s relief and joy.

But first you have to find her.

She snarled at the thought, its menace making her hackles rise. She would find her. That’s what she did. She hunted, she tracked, she…mated.

A growl slipped up her throat, a blurring memory of the other animal, the massive wolf who’d marked her as his, filling her head.

After she found the human female—Del, damn you—she would return to the wolf and show him what it meant to be mated to a thylacine. He was in for a surprise. Her kind had never been known for their passive nature.

A hot flutter rippled through the pit of her belly. The human she was found the notion of wild mating with the man who was sometimes a wolf more appealing than she wanted to let on. It was only in the honest state of her thylacine form, a state with little understanding of the concepts of deceit and subterfuge, that she acknowledged the true depths of her attraction to the male. Yes, when she found the lost human female, she would return to the male and—

The faint sound of a twig breaking under slow pressure brought her to a skidding halt. She stood motionless, gazing into the scrub around her. She detected the rapid heartbeat of two startled echidnas to her left, a bush rat and a multitude of skinks, but nothing large enough to break wood.

Her bristles rose, the blood-tainted scent of Delanie feeding her agitation.

Above her, almost silent, an owl swooped through the coolly humid air. The bush rat let out a terrorized squeak and scurried away. For a dizzying second she wanted to leap on it. Chase it down. Tear its soft belly open and warm her throat with its innards.

And then another twig snapped—louder. A bigger twig—behind her. She spun around, ears flat, teeth bared, and broke into a sprint again. The sound came from the source of Del’s scent.

Branches snatched at her but she pushed through their insistent fingers. She was close.

Close.

The scrub grew sparse, patchy, and she leapt over one particularly stunted bush, ears flat to her head.

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