Taming Kiera (Therian Agents Book 3) Read Online Free

dog’s ears. “He’s big, but he’s harmless.”
    “Yeah, right,” Kiera muttered, rubbing the small lump that had started to form on the back of her head.
    “Are you hurt?” His brows drew down with concern.
    “I’ll be fine.” She sighed and picked up her duffle bag. “What room do you want me to take?”
    “Up the stairs. Third door on your right. It has its own bathroom.” Jacob shoved his hands in his pockets and turned. “I’ll start dinner.”
    “Thanks.” She started up the stairs and tensed when the dog began to follow her. She called over her shoulder, “Mind taking your demon dog with you?”
    “Balor, come,” Jacob shouted out from below.
    The dog bounded ungracefully down the stairs, two at a time.
    Kiera shook her head. She didn’t mean to be so touchy, but she needed to keep her distance. Needed to ignore the insane animalistic attraction she had for the man.
    At least the house was large, that might help. She could get lost in it. They could spend days together and never see one another.
    The third door on the right opened into a large, well-lit room, which looked like it had been recently scoured with a bottle of bleach and a steel wool pad. The walls, curtains, and bedding were all different shades of white. The antique mahogany furniture provided the only color.
    This was more what she had expected from Jacob.
    Cold. Sterile. Untouchable.
    She cursed her hormones and uncooperative body for wanting a man who clearly didn’t want her.
    She tossed her duffle bag in the corner of the room and kicked her shoes off.
    The last of the sedatives still lingered in her system and her eyes were heavy. She pulled the covers back and climbed under the thick down comforter, the weight of sleep pulling at her.
    Damn that Jacob was right about her needing to rest. She’d close her eyes for a few minutes. Not long enough for him to notice.
     
    * * *
     
    Jacob heard Kiera’s soft, even breaths through the closed door. Good. She needed the sleep. No doubt she’d fought it just to prove him wrong. The woman was too stubborn for her own good. He smiled and tapped his leg, ordering Balor to follow.
    Her sweet scent lingered in the long hall, rousing his lion. His body tightened in response and fresh desire surged through him. He clenched his teeth and fought for control, but his cock continued to respond like a seventeen year old in heat.
    Bloody hell. What had he gotten himself into?
    He’d seen Kiera’s test results, and knew her hormones were elevated–it was one of the reasons he wanted her with him and not with any other agent. Not many men could resist a beautiful werelion in heat. But he would have to if he was going to help her.
     
    * * *
     
    The room was dark when Kiera woke.
    Voices mumbled from the level below.
    She stretched as she stood, a small purr vibrating in her throat. Her hands flew to her mouth. Seriously? She was never going to get used to the lion thing.
    The voices grew louder as she made her way down the stairs towards the kitchen.
    “I don’t think she’s ready to know yet.” Riley leaned against the kitchen counter, and Turner’s arm wrapped protectively around her. “She doesn’t need any more stress.”
    Kiera paused in the doorway. “What am I not ready to know?”
    “I thought you were sleeping.” Jacob moved around the kitchen table towards her.
    “Obviously.”
    “We brought some of your things over. If you want, I can help you set up your studio. Jacob said you could use the solarium. It has the best lighting and–”
    “No.” A low growl rumbled from Keira’s chest. Riley flinched, but Kiera kept her gaze narrowed on her. Her lion stirred, and another low growl rumbled in her chest. “No more secrets. Whatever it is, I can handle it.”
    Jacob moved towards her with slow, catlike movements, his golden eyes trained on her. “No one’s trying to hide anything from you. We just wanted to wait until you adjusted to all this.”
    She ignored him,