"Mary Janice Davidson - Wyndham Werewolves 01 - Love's Prisoner" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davidson Mary Janice)

"I've never heard you laugh before!" he said, delighted. "Do it again."

"I can't laugh on command. Look," she said briskly, getting back to business, wondering how long he
was going to be touching her face, "let's talk facts, here.Facts, not delusions and you're the king of the
werewolves and you've got enemies out to get me even though they don't know me—cold hard facts.
Where is your home?"

"Barnstable, on Cape Cod," he said, amused.

"Ah, yes, Cape Cod," she said sarcastically, "a hotbed of shape-shifters. I always thought so. The
tourists had to be going there for some reason . . ."

He laughed again, and his hand slid down, toward her collarbone. She knocked it away and backed up,
so fast that she hit the far wall. Startled, he went after her, politely backing off when she kicked out at
him.

"Don'ttouch me there again. Ever. Everever. If you do, I swear I'll—" She couldn't think of something
bad enough. "I'll do worse than rack you in the 'nads."

Understanding dawned. "I wasn't going to knock you out again," he said. To her amazement, he actually
sounded hurt. "I just like touching you."

"I don't give a shit! You're contemptible, showing up uninvited, pinning me down and pinching me until I
was out cold—"

"I had a feeling," he said dryly, marching to her and dragging her, kicking, out of the corner. He shoved
her gently to the bed and then walked around it, standing on the far side of the room. "I had a feeling you
wouldn't cooperate in your—uh—removal. Steps had to be taken. But think about this—think about the
things I could do to you if I didn't cherish your well-being."

She'd been trying not to. She had realized in the elevator he could have killed her, crippled her, as easily
as stomping a spider. If he wanted to hurt her, he'd had ample opportunity. Hell, she'd visited upon him
the worst pain a man can know . . . and there had been no retaliation.
"It's still wrong," she said firmly.

He shrugged. "You had more questions?"

"What happens when we get to Cape Cod?"

"You'll stay at my family home."

"Until?"

He hesitated. She gritted her teeth and repeated the question.

"Until you accept your destiny and freely agree to stay with me. Us."

"Forever?" she asked, aghast.

He nodded.