Her Black Tiger (Alaskan Tigers Book 11) Read Online Free Page B

an alley and was on the verge of losing everything, all because she had the bad luck to run into one. Getting involved with more would only bring her more trouble. She wanted to get one on film so she could prove she was sane. She wasn’t about to mingle with two; it would be more than she could handle.
    Without giving it a second thought, she inhaled deeply and took off in a full out run. She’d already witnessed the lion was quicker, and unless she got a head start she’d never escape. Outrunning them wasn’t an option. She just needed to get farther away so she could hide somewhere. It was too far to her apartment and the only places that were open at this time of night were other bars. After her last experience, she wasn’t in any hurry to rush into another bar full of bikers and drunk assholes.
    At the corner she slowed just a little to look both ways to make sure there weren’t any cars, and that was all he needed. A hand grabbed her just above her elbow, the grasp tight without being too firm. He pulled her backward and pressed her against the building and instead of it being the man who’d held the door, it was Carran. His hair fell down around him like a curtain and she couldn’t see much of his face, except for his eyes. She tried to determine the vibrant color of his eyes, but every time she decided they were blue, she thought she saw a greenish tint. Aquamarine might’ve been too pale in comparison to the beauty they actually held. They seemed to sparkle at her, transfixing her until his words shook her back to reality.
    “Stay very still.”
    “Why? Are you going…” She wasn’t sure what she wanted to say. Fear rose within her, tightening her throat and cutting off her words. Was he going to kill her? She tried to dismiss the fear. He wouldn’t have just saved her only to kill her. Would he? Maybe her attempt at escape made his animal angry and he was about to shift. Damn it! Why did I leave my camera in the car? What am I thinking? I’d be dead before I could use it.
    “Quiet.” He pressed his body along the front of her. “There’s a wolf down the block. I don’t know if it’s Donovick, but we don’t need to draw attention.”
    She started to turn her head to look but he reached up, curling his hand along the side of her neck, his thumb brushing against her cheek, electricity sizzling through the touch. “Ah…” Part of her wanted to arch into him to feel the heat coursing through his body, while another part screamed for her to attempt escape.
    His body stiffened until every muscle was taut and even though he was just as close, he was no longer pressing against her. Something changed, but she wasn’t sure what. He slid his hand over her lips, silencing her before she had a chance to ask. Each second seemed to tick slower than the last, her patience slipping. The heat from their touch was fueling her rage. Who did he think he was? He couldn’t just press her up against the wall and clamp his hand over her mouth to shut her up.
    “Let’s go.” He took his hand from her mouth and stepped back.
    “Go? What makes you think I’ll go anywhere with you?” She kept her voice low as she glanced down the street to where he’d said a wolf had been lurking.
    “Don’t worry, he’s gone.”
    She turned back to him to find that he was still watching her, completely ignoring her questions. “Gone?”
    “Yes, and so should we before anyone else comes along.”
    “I’m not going anywhere with you.” She wiped her sweaty palms on the thighs of her jeans.
    “Right now, I’m the only one standing between you and an unpleasant death. So if you want to live, you’re coming with me.” An SUV pulled up to the curb behind him and without even looking, he added, “It’s only Red. Now, are you ready?”
    “I want to go home.” Her words held the sadness that had replaced her earlier rage. In less than a day, her whole world turned upside down and everything was slipping from her grasp.