Page 16 of Court of Beasts


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Throwing down the wood he was sharpening, Jai grabs a coat and storms past Vale, who sighs and glances at Lucien. “Watch it carefully. If there are any issues, call us, brother.”

Lucien just nods, and Vale leaves. A moment later, I hear a different car starting up, and then I it drives away. I can hear up to several miles. My ears twitch as I glance at the big guy who’s ignoring me, cleaning up the mess of bloody gauze.

I show my teeth, scenting the hunters’ blood. Good.

Now, it’s time to gain an advantage. This one seems reluctant to hurt me. Is it because I’m female?

If I change back and use theoh, I’m so littlefemale act, can I trick him?

It’s worth a shot.

While he has his back turned, I change. I’m not above using what I have to get free and rip these motherfuckers limb from limb. I cross my knees and stand silently, letting my hair fall across my back and chest as I wrap my arms around the bars, naked and human.

“Lucien, wasn’t it?” I murmur, my voice husky.

He whirls around and stumbles back, his eyes wide. I blink, trying to look as innocent and sweet as possible. “Erm . . .” He scrambles for a weapon, still staring at me.

“I’m thirsty. I don’t suppose I could have some water?” I ask sweetly.

He blinks and moves automatically, handing over a bottle before he seems to realise what he’s doing and snatches his hand back, but not before I’ve stroked the back of it. He curls his fingers in like he feels violated and moves back, watching me carefully.

I drink as I watch him and purposely drip some onto my chest. He gulps as his eyes follow the droplet, finally looking at my body. He stares before bringing his eyes back to mine in shame.

“Thank you,” I say, closing the lid and sitting cross-legged, watching him.

He sits on the edge of one of the tables filled with weapons and just stares until his thick voice comes. In human form, his voice does all types of things to me despite us being enemies. “Why did you change back?”

“You asked me to, did you not?” I respond. “Besides, I cannot talk to you when I’m in my wolf form.”

“You know what will happen to you,” he warns, yet he doesn’t seem overly pleased nor angry about it. It’s as if he’s just in the middle. Interesting. Hunters are usually all up in arms about skinning wolves as trophies and hating our guts.

For a hunter, Lucien doesn’t seem to hate monsters.

“Why are you hunting me?” I ask, not mentioning my pack. I need information. How many of them are there? Where are they? I need to protect my people.

He grinds his teeth.

“Are there more of you? Should I be worried?” I ask, kneeling and making sure to flash my cunt.

He averts his gaze. Fine, he’s smarter than he looks.

“My name is Quinn,” I say, humanising myself to him. “I’m twenty-six. What about you?” He glances back at me but doesn’t speak. “Not a talker, huh? No worries, my dad is like that, so I can talk enough for anyone.” I grin, and he blinks. “Vale is your brother? Younger, I’m guessing.”

His teeth grind, and I hold up my hand.

“I meant nothing by it, just something I heard you say. So why is he in charge and not you?”

“Because I don’t like people.”

“Or monsters,” I add bitterly before grinning. “That Jai, though, he’s mad. I see it in his eyes. There’s also something there . . .”

He stands taller. Ah, so I hit a nerve. I note that.

“You’ve never noticed it?” I ask. “That he’s more like the monsters he hunts?”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” He grunts and starts to walk away.

I’m losing him.

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