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A wolf.
Her throat constricted. Fear clamped her as she watched it walk towards the hut. The memory of the childhood dog attack rose, but she refused to let it play out and dominate her.
Instead, she focused on the wolf. It was frightfully beautiful, with large paws, a thick ochre pelt, and ears pricked as if alert.
It stopped, yellow eyes locking with hers.
Her breath caught, and her hand fluttered to the base of her neck.
It was him.
Kodiak.
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Tamaska
She couldn’t move.Fear rooted her feet to the floor.
There was a wildness to him, and his fur seemed to have been washed and air-dried, that look animals get when they’re bathed, and… Oh, God, had he been hunting? Hadn’t he told her that’s what this place was for?
It hadn’t really hit her until this moment, that that’s what he was: a hunter. No better than the vampires, maybe. They hunted, too. People, not animals. But right in front of her was the evidence of the wild creature Kodiak was. The powerful killer that could take down vampires.
That could take down her.
She started to tremble.
How had she glossed over the fact he hunted as a wolf, a wild animal? But she knew how. His words and their meaning had been lost as she’d given in to her desires.
The full realization hit her hard now.
He’d been hunting, doing what came naturally to a wolf.
And now she was here. With him. Alone.
He could rip her to shreds and no one would ever know.
She started to take a step back but stopped.
Because there was something in his eyes, something so utterly Kodiak.
Not kindness, not understanding, or even gentleness.
No, what she saw was arrogance. The pig-headed man who thought he could get anything and anyone to bend to his will with a look. The man who thought he was right and everyone else was wrong. And anger. Pissed-off, low-down, sparking anger.
It made her heart soar and she wanted to laugh.
“Kodiak.” She whispered his name. “You arrogant, idiotic man; all full of machismo and testosterone.”
If it had been any other look she’d be shaking, but the fact she could see him, how he felt, and who he was, did more than a gentle or tender look.
Not that he wasn’t capable of those, but he was more raw power and strength, and he tried to be calm when he wanted to act on instinct and that was what calmed her right then. The natural reaction from him.
At that moment it didn’t matter what form he took; it was him.
Before she could move, the wolf changed. Kodiak stood naked in the dark space in front of the hut.
She looked into his eyes, and the harmony returned. Even though his eyes were human, they still held a glimmer of his animal side.
