To Handle A Hellcat (Southern Sanctuary Book 12) by Jane Cousins

Author:Jane Cousins [Cousins, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2018-07-18T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

What was worse? Catching a glimpse of Darcy’s wrecked car being towed through the Town Square? Or being told he could find her at the local hospital in the surgical wing?

No, the fucking cherry on top of the whole mess was watching three of the MacKenzie brothers, Mac, Gideon and Zeke, holding Darcy down while one of the nurses attempted to treat her wounds. Try, being the operative word, as Darcy snapped, snarled and came close several times to head butting her couple of times removed cousins.

Declan wasn’t even aware of the scowl on his face, an incredibly rare sight, or the primeval possessive growl that rumbled from the back of his throat. But the MacKenzie brothers were officers of the law, trained to assess and deal with any situation. They knew exactly what to do.

Darcy had been ineffectually struggling with her captors since the moment they had forced her to take a seat outside the operating theatres. Three, over six foot, magically strong men versus her… it should have been more of an equal match. Admittedly her head was throbbing, and she kind of ached all over. So even though she was spitting mad, and ducking to avoid the nasty smelling ointment that Nurse Ratchet wanted to apply, Darcy’s heart really wasn’t in it.

Still, her instinct for danger hadn’t been dulled by the crash. When she heard that growl, she froze in place, along with everyone looming over her. Was there a wild animal in here? A creature-feature come to cause havoc? It wouldn’t be the first time. She could step up, even though she wasn’t in top fighting form. But hey, why bother when she was surrounded by cannon fodder. The MacKenzie brothers could take care of it…. hold on, why were they letting go and backing away so carefully?

Hell, was whatever approaching worse than she could imagine? Was she being the one thrown in the path of a wild, deadly creature, to provide a distraction so everyone else could escape? Cowards.

The tendons in her neck had tightened painfully since the adrenalin of surviving the attack on her life and resulting car crash had worn off. It cost Darcy, but she managed to turn her head. All she saw was Declan approaching, looking a little intense, sure, but way hot in tight faded jeans, shit kicker boots and a steel grey t-shirt.

It was weird, between one heartbeat and the next the MacKenzie brothers had disappeared, muttering something about collating their reports. And Nurse Ratchet, otherwise known as Cousin Martha, had hurriedly stepped aside, dumped a few first-aid items into Declan’s hands and walked off. Instructing Declan to deal with her recalcitrant patient, barely even batting her eyelashes more than twice in Cyrano’s direction. Now that was strange.

Every muscle, every molecule Declan had relaxed, as he came face to face with Darcy. Other than a nasty coloured bruise on her forehead, a long cut along one arm and a few small nicks, she appeared to be alright. His heart could beat normally again.

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