Make Me Burn: Fireborne, Book 2 by R.G. Alexander

Make Me Burn: Fireborne, Book 2 by R.G. Alexander

Author:R.G. Alexander
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2014-05-20T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eight

The leader of all werewolfkind had an office in the damn Gherkin. Aziza only knew this secret bit of London trivia because she’d been cooling her heels there for almost an hour.

“Really?” she asked Hillary for the third time, glaring at the closed door.

“I’m truly sorry, Aziza,” Hill said from her desk. “He must be taking an important call. I’m sure he’ll see you any minute now.”

Her expression was saying something entirely different. Something more in keeping with what Aziza was thinking. He was doing it on purpose.

Biting back a snide reply, she took a breath and counted. When she’d woken up this morning, she’d been surprised that Hillary was already at Penn’s flat to tell her the Alpha had an opening and the meeting would be happening after lunch. She’d allowed Hill and Penn to fuss over her and dress her, mostly because she was in shock that the Alpha had agreed so quickly. It had only been a few days. She’d assumed he would make her wait for it to show her his irritation. She just didn’t think she’d be waiting the entire time in his office.

At Hillary’s request, she had foregone personal style in favor of showing respect. There were rules about how to dress to meet the Alpha. A lot of rules. She’d been advised to keep her makeup minimalist and use soap without any scent. Her hair was tamed and coiled in a French twist. And she’d had to dress in a feminine skirt and sweater set that she wouldn’t have worn to anything but a fifties costume party, though Te would probably love it.

Penn had assured her that, on the bright side, it brought out the blue in her eyes.

Aziza wanted to bring out someone’s eyes…with a letter opener. Women were dying—Stacy and the others, Paige and Charity, had died—and she was expected to waste her time playing dress-up for the king douche of all hellhounds? Weren’t his people supposed to be focused on protecting humanity?

But she’d made a promise that she would play nice. She was doing this so no one could stop her from investigating or get in her way. So Ram wouldn’t be taken in. So Hillary and her cousin Devil, Brandon’s uncle, wouldn’t pay for her hesitation.

She was doing this for Brandon.

He’d left more messages, but she still couldn’t bring herself to call him back. Anger and guilt, need and fear of loss, all fought for domination inside her whenever she thought about it. Maybe this would help. It would show him she could hold her own with his father. Show him she didn’t need his protection. And hopefully help him get his boss to back off so they might have a chance to be together. If they had a chance at all, after he found out about the things she’d done two nights ago at Underbridge.

And after Underbridge.

Simply thinking about it made her blush, made her feel breathless and guilty. Needy, but not just for Brandon. She’d forgotten how easy it was to be with Ram.



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