Page 38 of Marked Wolf


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She couldn’t see the moon. Werewolves changed when the moon was full, so did that mean it was now? But he’d changed in daylight. So how did that work?

Horror and supernatural movies and books weren’t her thing. She didn’t know what she needed to watch for, or even if they were accurate.

And if he was hungry, would he eat her?

“I’m not going to change into a wolf,” he said softly, shifting gears as he slowed to turn right. “I can control when I change. You’re not in danger.”

“And if you get hungry?”

He laughed and her hand curled into a fist as anger, hot and bright, bubbled up.

“I’m not going to eat you. I don’t eat people. I like a good burger and a salad and fries as much as the next person.”

“In human form.”

He sighed. “In human form.”

“So—”

“You’re not in danger. Not from me, Tamaska.”

She glanced at him. “And I know that, how?”

“Because,” he said flatly, “you’re still alive.”

Tamaska’s breath caught in her throat, and she squeezed both hands tight. “I…all that…it’s too much.”

“You’re doing remarkably well.”

“I’m scared.” She snapped the words. “I’m scared of dogs. I was attacked by a dog when I was little.”

Automatically she rubbed her arms, over the faded scars there. She was so used to covering them up, but she’d forgotten when making love to Kodiak. Of course, that was before she’d seen him change into the very creature she feared.

“I’m sorry that happened,” said Kodiak. “It wasn’t one of us, we don’t… It was a dog, one that wasn’t raised right and…”

He reached over and placed a hand on her leg. She flinched, imaging it as a paw, claws extended.

“I’m sorry,” he took his hand away and placed it back on the steering wheel.

Somehow, she knew she’d hurt his feelings. She half reached out, letting his words fall through her, and she dropped her hand back to her leg. “I know you won’t hurt me.”

“That’s right. I won’t. I would never do that. I’m trying to protect you.”

She swallowed over the burning lump in her throat. “I can’t help it. That automatic fear. I freeze when I see dogs. The memory plays over in my head, and it’s like I’m always there.”

“If it helps, I’m not a dog,” Kodiak said. “At least not technically.”

“Close enough.” Tamaska sighed. Suddenly she wanted the comfort of home. She wanted to shower, to get into clean, warm clothes and curl up in her bed until she forgot everything that had just happened.

For one night. A few hours. Was it too much to ask?

Cory had attacked her and tried to take her against her will. She’d trusted him.

It shook her down to her very core.

“Can you take me home?” She glanced at Kodiak, dread building in her belly as he took his time in answering.

But finally, he spoke. “It’s not safe.”

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