Wolf Undaunted by Shannon Curtis

Author:Shannon Curtis [Curtis, Shannon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-02-06T19:57:41+00:00

Chapter 13

“Close your eyes, and clear your mind,” Vivianne said quietly to Zane. Zane nodded. Her lycan was lying on her sofa, head cushioned, knees bent over the armrest on the other end. The man was huge, and made her furniture look like it was made for a dollhouse.

He shot her a warning look. “No funny business, okay?”

She rolled her eyes. “Just do it, mutt.”

He closed his eyes, and she couldn’t help but notice his eyelashes resting in half-moon crescents against his tanned skin. The man had long eyelashes. She frowned. But she wasn’t here to notice that. No, they had serious work to do. Serious work that didn’t involve enjoying his scent, or eyeing his massive lycan frame with an interest her father would not appreciate. Not for a werewolf. She frowned with impatience. She’d been thinking of Zane constantly. Before and after his visit to her office...when he’d brushed up against her. She shook her head. No. Focus.

“You need to think of a happy place,” she told him as she lifted the cloth off the tray on the coffee table. She checked to make sure he wasn’t peeking.

“Are you thinking of your happy place?”

He nodded, his eyes remaining closed. “Uh-huh.” His lips parted just a little with those words, all relaxed and full and...sexy. She realized she could look her fill without him being aware of her stare. The man was crazy gorgeous. But she knew a lot of good-looking men—what was it about Zane that fascinated her so?

“Great. Think of the smell of it, the feeling you get from being in there, the happiness and peace...”

She lifted a needle from the tray, and jabbed it into his forearm.

Zane roared, bolting upright, his eyes glowing red, his incisors lengthening.

“What the hell?” he exclaimed. He eyed the needle in her hand in shocked anger.

She shook her head. “You didn’t stay in your happy place.”

“You stuck me with a needle!”

“And all it took was one tiny prick to get you to go full, raging vamp,” Vivianne stated calmly. “How long do you think it would take before you felt that annoying little stab within your pack, and turned on them?”

Zane settled back on the couch. “That’s not fair.”

She smiled sweetly. “Life’s not fair. You need to learn to control your emotions.” She wagged her finger at him. “You need to learn patience.”

His lips tightened. “I can be patient.”

Vivianne’s eyebrow rose as she replaced the needle on the tray, pulled out a shaving mirror and covered up her other tools. “That would be interesting to see. Maybe my father has a point. All you lycans revert so easily to your animalism...”

“I don’t see anything wrong with that,” Zane commented.

“No, your kind wouldn’t,” she said, shaking her head. “It must be exhausting, swinging from one extreme emotion to another. You really are animals,” she surmised, purposely baiting him.

He straightened, frowning. “We have certain traits, just like vamps do—you know, cold-blooded, callous, ruthless.”

She kept her expression calm, although his words hurt, just as his words the previous day had hurt.

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