The Trouble with Beasts (Howl for the Damned: Book One) by D. Fischer

Author:D. Fischer [Fischer, D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Divinus Kingdom Publishing
Published: 2020-03-16T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Jinx Whitethorn

My head pounds. For the second day in a row, a headache threatens to explode my brain. This is getting ridiculous. I groan, my hand reaching to press against the ache against my temples. What the hell happened?

“You were out for quite some time,” a deep voice says.

My eyes fly open, and I abruptly sit up in the bed. The room spins, but I spot the man sitting in an overly large cream leather chair. He fingers a rubber band around his wrist while he watches me with barely contained suspicious rage. The sun dances through the windows and splashes across the floor at his feet like puddles of gold.

“I imagine your head hurts quite a bit,” he adds, leaning to balance his elbows against his knees. Doing so exposes the voice-activated virtual assistant pod behind him. It sits on a podium meant to display a potted plant, and a soft repetitive blue light circles around the top ring. I’ve read about them, but I’ve never seen the technology firsthand. I don’t do technology. I don’t even own a cellphone.

My gaze moves to the other objects in the room. An electric fireplace sits below an ornate white mantel with a flat-screen TV on it. A digital thermostat dedicated to only this room alone tells the toasty temperature. A smart-touch light switch is embedded in the wall by the closed bedroom door, and Bluetooth speakers the size of my palm hang at every corner of the room. My word, everything that can be controlled by technology is in this room.

A white rug lies between the bed and the fireplace, vacuum lines sprawled across the fibers. Two well-oiled dressers stand against both walls, perpendicular to the bed. They’re made of real wood, though I don’t know which kind. I wasn’t a girl scout, and furniture was never in my short list of interests. Give me a bed and a suitcase. That’s all I need.

Left of the flickering fake fire, a door leads to a dark bathroom. I see the mirror from the bed, and my rumpled image peers back at me.

His scent – Cinder’s alpha’s scent – wafts around me. It clings to the walls, to the comforter. It’s the same scent I had smelled right before I was knocked out.

Knocked out. Kidnapped. My gaze snaps back to his, and anger roils in my gut.

“You,” I hiss, snarling. “You were the one who kidnapped me?”

I ball my fists into the blue blanket draped over my legs and wildly search for any exits. There’s only one door and three large windows. These are the sort of windows that would take me forever to figure out how to slide open.

“Yes,” he says calmly. “And I wouldn’t bother trying to run. You won’t get very far. Not here.”

“What the hell do you want? Why am I here?”

He quirks a dark brow. “Don’t play dumb with me. You know exactly why you’re here.”

“You’re working with them, aren’t you?” Panic rises in my chest, threatening a bubbling scream.

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