Seduced by the Moon by Linda Thomas-Sundstrom

Author:Linda Thomas-Sundstrom
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-08-19T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

It wasn’t okay. Nothing was all right, and that was putting things mildly. Whatever Skylar might do next was out of Gavin’s hands, yet he hoped her word meant something.

Close one.

Too close.

He now fought to hold on to the human in him. With Skylar tripping his emotional switches, he felt the moon’s presence through the roof. That moon called to him right now. It’s time, the silver seducer whispered. Don’t fight.

He stood in the front room of the cabin, ignoring that invitation and listening to the sound of the car taking Skylar from him in the nick of time. His blood thickened in his veins. Though moonlight couldn’t reach him here, his wolf pounded at him from the inside, seconds away from a major meltdown and about to be released one notch at a time.

Volts of supernatural electricity charged through him, causing a claw to spring from the tip of the middle finger of his right hand. It was, he thought, appropriate, and a stiff universal gesture to the whole ordeal. More claws followed until all ten fingernails had been replaced, and his hands could now be considered lethal.

Nowhere to hide.

Angry at the way he’d let Skylar go, he swiped the razor-sharp claws across the legs of his pants, cutting through the cloth and into the meat of his right thigh. Pain was necessary to his thought process. The scent of the blood trickling from his wound helped to replace Skylar’s seductive perfume.

It’s time.

Apprehension twitched his shoulder blades. His mouth felt dry. The wolf’s perceptions came flooding in on an adrenaline-laced tide to prepare him for action.

He wanted to call Skylar back. Hold her. Comfort her. Any fool could see that’s what she needed. But the moon could no longer be ignored. His body was about to meld man and predator, blurring the lines of both, and there was nothing he could do about it.

He stepped onto the porch with a last look behind. Vaulting over the steps, he leaped to the ground, doubling over as the wolf clawed its way up his windpipe and his flesh began to split.

Pain.

An all-too familiar agony.

Christ, he hated this part.

Five seconds passed, then eight, until more muscles got with the program, stretching, rounding as they molded into larger shapes. His legs quickly joined in, filling up the extra space in his pants while neck vertebrae separated with a sound like bombs going off.

His ribs cracked apart as they expanded, making his heartbeat soar in an effort to keep up. The scars on his chest burned, each one brutally painful, barely tolerable. He covered them with both hands to press back the sting, trying hard not to drop to one knee.

But he withstood this. He had to. It was always the same checklist, in the same order: hands, arms, shoulders, hips, legs, back and torso. His face came last, its delicate bones unhinging before shifting its angles to rearrange into an alternate pattern without so many recognizably human features.

As a final insult, a light dusting of hair the consistency of fine fur sprang from his skin.

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