Wild Nights with a Lone Wolf by Elisabeth Staab

Author:Elisabeth Staab
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FBI, werewolf, erotic romance, suspense, shifter, paranormal romance, paranormal, paranormal suspense
Publisher: Elisabeth Staab
Published: 2015-03-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Sherri closed another drawer. “There’s nothing here except a rusty set of needle-nose pliers.” She held them up.

Ash stood from his crouch next to the random and apparently broken refrigerator. “Hey. Those could come in handy.” He slid out a wire shelf. Turning it around in his hands, he found a loosened edge and worked it free. The liberated wire went inside his sleeve before he returned the shelf to its home.

She took a second look at how casually Ash scanned the room while he worked as she tucked the pliers somewhat awkwardly inside her bra. “Dare I ask?”

He grinned—oh God, it was kind of a wolfish grin, wasn’t it? “I don’t know. Dare you ask what?”

She put her hands to her hips. “Fine. Has your family held you semi-prisoner before, or is this a general skill set?” Oh. Shit. Or... “Have you been in prison-prison?”

“Prison-prison?” He seemed to find the phrase funny. “No. Local jail? Sure. Lotta folks still aren’t cool with my kind.” He came toward her, his shoulders back, steps easy and confident. “Not to mention I got into plenty of scrapes as a kid, both with the pack and on my own. Couldn’t help myself.”

She caught his hand as he reached for a strand of her hair. “What, like it was part of your nature?”

Son of a gun, that soft, rumbling laugh of his was something else. Had she known him back when she was young and her conservative parents had locked her and her sister in their rooms, his laugh alone would have sprung her bedroom door in a hurry.

“That’s exactly the excuse I used,” he said. “I’m a beast. A wild animal can’t be tamed. It’s in my nature.” His mouth twisted in a show of anger. “I was a stupid punk.”

Sherri ached at the pain that swirled in his amber eyes. “What put you on the straight and narrow?”

“Eh, I don’t know about straight and narrow.” He shrugged. “My brother Jett, he’s the good one. And Christopher, before he died.”

“I’m sorry.” She needed to hug him. He stood there, an island unto himself, with his hands at his sides and his fists clenched, and it wasn’t apparent her comfort would be welcome, but she did it anyway. “That’s... I lost my sister when I was a teenager. I know it’s hard.”

The beat of his heart pounded against her chest. “What happened?”

Sherri closed her eyes. The heat in the room settled over them like a thick blanket as she tried to remember but not remember at the same time. “Our parents didn’t let us leave the house. Beth wanted to go out and have friends. Her need for rebellion got her into trouble with the wrong crowd.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t.” Everyone was sorry. She swiped a hand over her face. Looking up at Ash with his hard but concerned face, she had trouble collecting her thoughts. “You know what? This whole thing is crazy.”

“I told you, we only try to take them if they attack first.

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