Page 77 of Marked Wolf


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What would she have to face if she left the safety of the car?

She moved closer to the window, glancing around the area illuminated by a streetlight.

To the right of the building, trees marked the boundary of the park. On the other side stood a few more buildings, lit by security lights that would make it easy to spot someone who didn’t belong, but wouldn’t be bright enough to disturb anyone’s slumber.

Nothing moved, not even a moth fluttering around a light bulb.

If it wasn’t an ambush in the building because of their security, would the vampires be nearby? Waiting? Could they even get close without being seen or detected?

The more she thought, the more her original worry of an ambush seemed silly. There would be plenty of security measures nearby, like at the hut. This place was the wolves’ base. It would have to be more secure than the hut.

More secure than sitting in the car.

Her chest tightened as she glanced through the windscreen. The building looked simple and well kept, showing no sign of the secret it held within.

The more she looked, the more appealing the place was. Shifters within its walls not withstanding.

It was night, the shadows deep and holding she didn’t know what. Maybe nothing. Maybe horrors. That last one made her skin crawl.

She was marked, after all, so the vampires would want her, no matter what. They’d made that clear. And here she was, a sitting duck, a target.

A horrible thought slammed into her.

Bait.

Oh, God, was she bait?

But the moment the thought came to her she dismissed it.

Kodiak would never do that to her. They may never be able to get past her fears, not in the long run—she knew the irrational nature of phobias—but she knew he’d never do that. He’d die to save her.

She closed her eyes. She didn’t want anyone else to die, most of all him. The man she’d…bonded to. The man she had deep feelings—a lot like love—for.

A gust of wind rustled the leaves on some nearby trees, making the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. Something fell on top of the car. The sound echoed inside as she stifled a scream.

A twig slapped the car’s hood before tumbling to the ground. Every nerve ending stretched tight. There was no way she was going to stay in the car and wait for whatever the fuck would happen next.

Tamaska fled the vehicle and ran in the direction Kodiak had gone, as adrenaline pumped hard through her veins. It was only a twig, but her mind went wild with more sinister possibilities.

She looked around, the snaps and rustles and low, haunting keen of the wind behind her might be just the weather, or it might be some terrible fate. Danger might lurk.

A door sat there, right ahead. It had been where Kodiak had gone.

But there were people were in there. People who were shifters, people who were dogs, were supernatural things, but right at that very moment she’d take that over the great unknown out here.

Her pulse leapt as she grabbed the handle and turned, and the door opened, spilling her inside.

Kodiak stood with his back to her. Straight away ease flowed into her, now that she was closer to Kodiak. She wanted to rush to his side, but something held her back.

The room was electrified with emotion. Two men stood opposite Kodiak with dark expressions on their faces.

“Well look who has joined us,” said an older looking man who had been facing off against Kodiak.

Kodiak spun around. For a moment she thought the savage light in his eyes, the anger of his wolf she somehow glimpsed there, was because he mistook her for an invader, and wanted to attack.

But that wasn’t it.

You must give up the human for the safety of the pack,” said the man next to Kodiak.

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