Unleash the Night (Dark Hunter 08) by Sherrilyn Kenyon

Author:Sherrilyn Kenyon
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Animals, Mythical, Contemporary, General, Romance, Fantasy, Suspense, Adult, Fiction
ISBN: 9780312934330
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2005-12-31T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Dark Hunter Series (13) – Unleash The Night – Sherrilyn Kenyon Page 193 of 334

Marguerite lay on the bed beside Wren, who was still sleeping in cat form. She'd learned from Vane that the Were-Hunters as animals had full human cognition.

"If Wren won't hurt you in human form, then he won't hurt you as an animal."

That knowledge had eased her mind a great deal. It was so strange, though, to be touching a huge, wild cat and have no fear of it.

How could this animal be the man she knew?

Marguerite touched his velvety soft ears. His fur was incredibly white, and when he was in his "true" form, there were no stripes or spots on it. He looked like a big, fluffy cat. As a tiger, he had the typical black tiger markings that bisected the white fur. She moved her hand to sink it deep in the pelt of his neck. It was like clutching the softest silk imaginable. She could feel the strength of him. It was scary and oddly comforting.

Without a second thought, she sank her face there and held him close. Poor Wren had been through so much. If she could, she would ease the pain.

But how?

All she could do was offer him comfort and hope that their plan would work. The last thing she wanted was to see him hurt anymore. Vane had told her much about Wren's childhood, about how alone he had always been. It was something she understood very well. All her life she, too, had been an outsider. Never good enough. Never what others wanted her to be.

It was a lonely place to live.

Her heart aching, she nuzzled the soft fur as she gently petted his uninjured side. Wren came awake to the most incredible feeling of his life. Someone was stroking him...

Dark Hunter Series (13) – Unleash The Night – Sherrilyn Kenyon Page 194 of 334

No one had ever laid a gentle hand on him in animal form before. The hand on his side was warm, soothing. It stroked and smoothed his fur in a sensuous rhythm that wasn't sexual in any way. It was comforting. And that meant more to him than anything else ever had.

Other Were-Hunters knew better than to touch him when he was like this. Humans feared him as an animal.

And his parents

they had never been affectionate. At least not to him.

He knew instinctively that it was Maggie who was petting him now. Her scent was heavy in his fur and he loved it.

He also remembered what he'd been about to do when the damned Dark-Hunter had drugged him.

But at the moment, suicide was the furthest thing from his mind. He just wanted to stay here and feel the delicate strength of Maggie's hand on his body. There was nothing else like the peace he felt inside. The happiness.

How he wished there was nothing else in the world except the two of them... Marguerite gasped as Wren rolled over, changing as he moved from the tigard into a man.

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