The Supernaturals of Las Vegas Books 1-4 by Harris Carrie

Author:Harris, Carrie [Harris, Carrie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Inked Entertainment
Published: 2020-04-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

The moment he stepped through the portal, Derek’s head cleared. The constant magical buzz of Faerie had nearly driven him mad. If he hadn’t had the shifterkin and Citrine to look after, he might have lost himself entirely.

It was a frightening proposition. Mark had been a terrific alpha, a much needed father figure, and a good friend. But all of his skills hadn’t been enough to keep him sane. Jenny had been hurt by a demonspawn. Derek hadn’t been there to stop him, and Mark had lost his edge. His wolf took over and went crazy, tearing through the demonspawn and then through the rest of the pack. He’d stopped himself before he killed Jenny, but the damage had already been done. Mark had jumped off the building rather than face down what he’d done.

Derek didn’t blame Mark. Insanity was a well-known hazard of being a shifter. Sometimes Derek felt torn between what he knew was the logical choice and what his wolfish instincts told him to do. Sometimes it felt like the tension might rip him to pieces, and he inevitably wondered if that was what Mark had felt, moments before he broke. But now he knew that the everyday stresses he faced—even in his demanding line of work—were nothing compared to the strain of seeing the woman he loved in danger.

His wolf still wanted blood. It hadn’t liked the constant magical bombardment of Faerie, and it hadn’t like seeing his woman and his kin in danger, and it thought someone should pay. It felt unsatiated and hungry, and it didn’t want to let go of the reins. Usually, changing between forms was easy for him, but not this time. It felt like he had to beat the wolf down and fight for control of his own body, and that fact left him shaken. Once he’d taken his human skin again, he crouched there for a moment until he was sure that he would remain him. His wolf stirred, more restless than it had ever been before.

“Here.”

Jenny’s motherly tones shook him back to himself. She handed him the jacket to her tracksuit to cover himself. He tied it on absently, looking around to see where Citrine had brought them. They stood in the same grassy patch they’d left from earlier, the one right near his office. It was evening now, and hopefully all of his business neighbors had gone home so they didn’t see him standing naked with three women. Nope, no luck there. The lady who ran Mighty Maids in the office just downstairs from him was getting into her car. She shot them a scandalized look and pulled out of the lot as fast as she could, like Derek’s nakedness might be catching. Under different circumstances, he might have laughed.

“Thanks,” he said to Jenny. “You two okay?”

Hex stepped up next to her. “Yeah. The slimy bastard didn’t lay a finger on us. Still, he was a scary thing. And his guard dog was a monster. I’m going to laugh in the face of the next person who tells me a pit bull is scary.

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