Marked By The Wolf (Werewolf Fever #3) by Juno Blake

Author:Juno Blake [Blake, Juno]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal, Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Adult, Erotic, Shifter, Mate, Supernatural, Protection, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Multicultural, Action & Adventure, Fantasy, Werewolf Fever Series, Short Story's, Novella
Publisher: Juno Blake
Published: 2017-04-18T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

Lucy screamed.

Delauncey’s teeth sank into her skin like knives. Pain seared through her. Blood-red lightning lanced across her vision.

A fang scraped past her collarbone, razor-sharp. Lucy couldn’t breathe. She could feel her blood leaving her body, pouring out into the wolf’s mouth, over her skin.

“No!”

Ciaran’s shout of pain seared into Lucy’s heart. Delauncey released her and she sagged against the gatepost, weak from shock.

Her vision wavered. Blood was still pumping from her neck and shoulder where Delauncey had bitten her.

Ciaran screamed, a wordless cry of rage. Delauncey twitched and stumbled as another bullet bit into his side, but it was too late.

Too late.

Delauncey’s bite burned in Lucy’s flesh. She felt it sear into her veins, deep into her bones as the mark took hold of her.

Ciaran roared as the moonlight struck him. The gun fell from his fingers as he began to transform. Lucy stared at him, pleas dying on her lips.

Delauncey hauled himself to his feet. His lips were pulled back over blood-stained fangs and the expression in his flat gold eyes made Lucy sob.

He darted forward, licking at the blood coagulating on her chest.

Mine, the look in his eyes said.

“No,” Lucy sobbed. “No, this can’t be happening…”

But it was happening. She could feel his power in her veins, changing her. The flow of blood from her neck slowed to a trickle, and then stopped. She was healing.

“No, stop—” Lucy moaned senselessly, twisting her head back and forth to force the wounds open again.

Not this. Please no. I would rather die.

“Get away from her.” Ciaran’s wolf-man voice was deeper, more animal than his human tone. He stood seven feet tall in the moonlight, the shredded remains of his clothing draped over powerful muscles. His eyes blazed gold with rage. “I said get away from her!”

Delauncey growled, placing himself between Ciaran and Lucy. His hackles rose as he stared Ciaran down.

The meaning was clear. She’s mine. Keep your distance.

“You monster,” Ciaran snarled. “What have you done?”

His eyes slid past Delauncey, meeting Lucy’s horrified stare. Tears were streaming down her face, but through them, she could see the expression in Ciaran’s golden gaze.

Anger. Rage. And disgust.

Dread rose up in her. Delauncey put his mark on me. But that can’t mean—Ciaran wouldn’t—

“Bastard,” Ciaran spat, turning his searing gaze on the wolf again. “You’ll pay for this!”

He leapt at the wolf, claws outstretched. Delauncey rose up to meet the blow and the two werewolves clashed, filling the air with snarls and the rip of teeth and claws on flesh.

A flash of movement at the corner of Lucy’s eye made her whip her head around in time to see one of the other wolves bearing down on her. She screamed, twisting away from it as far as her bond would let her. The wolf’s massive jaws struck the stone column where her head had been a moment before and its body snapped around, crashing into her.

The thick musky odor of unwashed fur filled Lucy’s nostrils. Her shoulders screamed as the force of the wolf’s blow almost yanked her arms out of their sockets.

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