Wulfe Untamed by Palmer Pamela

Author:Palmer, Pamela [Palmer, Pamela]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Paranormal, Fiction
ISBN: 9780062107558
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2014-01-28T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Wulfe climbed the stairs to the third floor with heavy steps. He’d kept his claws and fangs sheathed and taken on five Therian Guards at once, pounding the crap out of them as they’d pummeled him in return. Though, dammit, they’d kept their punches light so as not to badly damage the mortal. He was beginning to think he understood how humans felt as they aged, as their younger comrades started treating them as old men.

He rubbed his jaw where he’d caught an elbow and squinted out of one eye that was starting to swell on him. Yeah, he’d taken almost as good a beating as he’d given, but he felt two hundred percent better. Not good, of course. Not when his world was still so fucked up. But he felt like he could handle it again without going berserk.

At least as long as Satanan kept his evil claws out of his mind.

But as he approached the door of Natalie’s room, his steps slowed. He’d promised her answers, and he wasn’t sure what he was going to tell her. What was there to say? I played God and fucked up your life. I’m sorry.

He rapped on her door.

“Come in, Wulfe.”

He unlocked her door and let himself in, wincing at her look of dismay.

“What happened?”

“I needed to fight. I sparred with some of the Therians.”

She dropped her book on the bed and strode toward him. “You need an icepack for that eye.” As she reached for his face, he grabbed her wrist, holding her back.

“I’m fine.”

Though she looked like she wanted to argue, she said nothing more, just watched him, her eyes alive with a dozen emotions, a hundred questions. The air sprang to life between them.

“I need to understand what’s going on, Wulfe. All of it.”

Slowly, he released her arm. “I know.” Pressing his lips together, he walked to the window. Peering out over the drive, he began to relay everything said in the war room. Several times, he swallowed back one truth or another, then forced himself to spit them out, sparing her nothing. Sparing himself nothing. He’d made her a tool of evil. The least he could do was be completely honest with her.

As he spoke, as his voice rang low in the silent room, he heard the faint squeak of mattress springs and knew she’d sat on the bed. Keenly aware of her behind him, he told her how Strome believed he’d made her a channel key when he took her wound with his heart open. His feelings were his problem, not hers, and she didn’t need that burden, too. But she wanted the truth, and he gave it to her.

When he’d finished, he continued to stare out the window for several more minutes, the regret and shame thick as mud in his stomach. Finally, he forced himself to turn around, to face her.

Natalie watched him with troubled eyes, her brows drawn, tiny frown lines marring the flesh between them. Part of him itched to stride from the room and lock the door behind him.

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