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When Mates Collide | How To Explain This
Darrell opened his eyes to find the second bullet more gnarled than the first, held up for his inspection. He met her eyes and held them. She paused and her heartbeat sped up. With fluttering eyelashes, she looked away and set the bullet down. “Good job,” Danny said, suddenly breaking the moment while somehow managing to make it sound like an insult. He retrieved the piece of wood from Darrell’s teeth and rolled his eyes. “What? I complimented her.” “Thank you, Raine.” Darrell reached over to hold her forearm, his strength a fraction of its normal power. The room still looked fuzzy and he knew he could sleep for a year if someone would just let him. “You did a great job.” Raine laid her hand on his stomach and circled it there. “We need to replace the blood you’ve lost.” She glanced at Danny. “I don’t suppose you have some stashed in your refrigerator?” Danny snarled at her cocked eyebrow. Darrell chuckled and Danny pursed his lips, aware he was beginning to look ridiculous. A kn
When Mates Collide | Too Nice
“Okay, so it wasn’t exactly like the dream.” Darrell closed his eyes, wincing at the ache. “Anyway, I heard them and ran as fast as I could. I almost didn’t make it.” “What do you think it means,” Elliott picked up the bloody bullets and inspected them with fascination. They were quiet. Then Nate asked, “Have you had psychic visions before?” “No.” Danny grabbed the bullets from Elliott. “Well, that’s just great. Put those things down. Let’s focus. There’s a woman in there who’s bound to be asking a whole lot of questions right about now.”*** “I just really needed some ice cream, and look what I got for it.” That was a joke all women could understand. Bonnie and Joan seemed nice. Too nice. Women can switch to enemies in a flash, Lord knows why. She needed them on her side. A pretty grin spread on Bonnie. “Do you have it with you?” Joan rolled her eyes. “Right? Give it to me.” Raine’s smile grew, this time effortlessly. “I left it on the
When Mates Collide | Heated Moment
Fuck it. Letting herself go, Raine leaned in and softly kissed Darrell. His lips parted in surprise as she pulled away. She whispered in his ear, just for him, “Thank you for saving my life.” “Thank you for trusting me.” She arose and headed for Elliott who was by the door. She didn’t need him to tell her, “I’ll take you home.” She nodded and it struck her that he seemed like a statue. She glanced back to Nate, then grazed a glance over Danny’s solemn countenance. They suddenly seemed… inhuman. “It was nice to meet you.” They nodded and murmured the same. Bonnie and Joan looked the most uncomfortable. Don’t make me go home. Let me stay here and take care of him. Let me tell him I’m here for him. I’m here. I’m here… New Crossia City sparkled outside the limo’s window as they drove west to her small, Chelton apartment, flashes of blurred color zipping by. She couldn’t see any of it. Her mind was on him. “You’re quiet,” Elliot said after they’d been silent for a long time. She g
When Mates Collide | Infatuated
Rolling her eyes at Darrell's reaction to her mate's question, Joan kicked her shoes off and tucked her feet under her on the long couch. “She knows something is up, but also knew not to push. She’s no dummy. She didn’t seem mad, though. Just really wanting answers.” Joan frowned and called over to Nate, “Can I have a Jameson, neat?” Danny opened the curtains wider, staring out at the beautiful city. The spear of the Empire State Building changed lights in the distance from red to yellow. “Of all the whiskeys I’ve got…” Joan cocked an impatient eyebrow at the glowering wolf’s back and repeated firmly, “Jameson, Nate. Please and thank you,” Reaching under his t-shirt to run a thumb over the new stitches, Darrell said, “Give me a Macallan.” “Already got it.” Nate lowered a full glass over his friend’s shoulder. “Now that’s a lot of booze. Why didn’t you give me this before the surgery?” He lifted the glass to his lips and drank. “Hey Danny, Nate, you have ever been shot?” “Never.”
When Mates Collide | Meet Again
“Yep," Danny replied to Darrell. "Three. Two nights. I thought you were about to sleep through the third but here you are.” Darrell stared into the distance, stunned. “No wonder I’m so hungry. Who ate the steaks?” Danny just raised his eyebrows. “Pigs.” “No. Wolves.” He smiled, taking a healthy gulp. “Ah, fuck that’s good coffee.” “Order me a steak. Now.” “Order it yourself,” Danny reached for his cell phone, snatching it up from the coffee table. He tossed it to Darrell. “Some nursemaid. Raine would have ordered it.” “That little spitfire? Think again.” Darrell smiled, glad for the compliment. “So, you do like her?” “Do I have a choice?” Then he froze. Darrell cocked his ears, too. There was a heartbeat pounding outside the flat in the building’s hallway, and it didn’t belong to Danny’s one neighbor, a woman who spent half her time in London and was there now. Danny exhaled and set the cup down. “On second thought…”***Raine had been climbing out of her skin. Underneath
When Mates Collide | The Make Out
Raine reached up and touched Darrel's cheek, her fingers resting lightly on his short beard. She liked the feel of it. It felt like a raw man. He closed his eyes and covered her hand with his, pressing it harder into his skin. She kissed his cheek, marveling at how good he smelled. Musky. Masculine. The complete opposite of her. Fuck it. She climbed onto his lap, clasping his face and then tracing the angular lines of it with her red-painted fingernails. He let out a soft moan, his hands wrapping around her hips as her skirt rode up her thighs. The sweatpants were soft against her but that’s where the softness stopped. His fingers roughly gripped her, like he was having a hard time maintaining control. They stared at each other and closed their eyes as their lips connected. His hips bucked and his fingers jammed into her hips with a possessive stronghold. His mouth claimed hers with such passion she weakened in his embrace. They moved together and she scratched down his ne
When Mates Collide | This Is Hard
Darrell gave his shoulder a stretch, feeling the odd pull of his skin against the stitches. “Who?” “Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum,” Elliot walked to the window. “Hi, Raine.” He opened the curtains to let in the waning sunlight, acting as though it was no surprise to see the human female back, sitting here in Danny’s living room. But then he froze, said, “Whoa. Wait a minute,” spun around, and sniffed the air. Darrell tried to signal him to stop saying anything, but Nate’s nostrils had caught the scent, too, and he called it out. “Why do I smell sex?” Elliott chuckled at Danny in his robe. “So, D, you changed your tune, didn’t you?” “I didn’t join in, you sick fuck,” chuckled Danny. Two shades from the color of a full-bodied Cabernet, Raine covered her face with the blanket and curled up under it. “Oh, my God.” Darrell grinned as his packmates started cracking up, which for Danny meant one burst of laughter followed by a contained smile. “Okay, o
When Mates Collide | Got To Confess
Danny’s voice came from what seemed like miles away. “Grey, calm down. You’re still healing.” Raine’s eyes softened and she scooted closer to him, slipping her hand around the back of his head. She weaved her fingers in his hair and brought their foreheads together, whispering just for him, “I’m here.” A knot formed in his gut, tightening painfully. “I might scare you away.” “I don’t frighten easily.” She touched the place over his pounding heart, carefully, so as not to rub against where he’d been shot. She had no idea the pain was deeper. “You should see some of the things I’ve seen working at that hospital.” “I’m not like anything you’ve seen.” He exhaled and pulled away so he could sit up straight. Her fingers slipped down to her lap, the blanket bunched around her, her lavender blouse smooth, one button missing. “I’m not just a man.” He paused. “I’m also…a wolf.” She stared at him, then slowly asked, “What do you mean?” “I mean I’m both.” Her eyelashes fluttered, searchin
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When Mates Collide | Control Yourself
But then he heard someone behind him in the doorway and he spun around to see Linda standing there with her suitcase in one hand, her light blue coat in the other, keys jingling as she nervously fiddled. She asked, quietly “Are you okay?” the rain pattering loudly behind her. With all the self-discipline he could barely muster, he struggled against his wolf and cracked his neck as he gave a very curt nod and grated through gritted teeth, “My…friend…seems to have left.” “You need a ride somewhere?” Danny blinked to the ground and then back to her. He grimaced and commanded his wolf to calm the fuck down. Gasping for air, he said, “Excuse me a moment. Please, don’t leave.” He walked to the bathroom and shut the door, splashing water on his face. The cold baptism he coupled with direct and soothing, silent mantras. I’ve got this. I can do this. Control. Control yourself. Let her go. She had to leave. Let her go. You are stronger than this. Afraid he’d lose his ride out of here, he q
When Mates Collide | Disappearing Act
He listened at the door to make sure what he heard wasn’t some kinky, consensual sex play. It wasn’t. He stepped back, looked left and right for anyone watching. No one was around. He closed his eyes and listened for heartbeats in nearby cars. The lot was empty of human beings. He focused on the door and took a single step back. Cracking his neck, his eyes began to glow and with all his supernatural strength he shot out a powerful kick. The door split in two, splintering at the hinges. A disgusting sight waited for him inside. The dead-eyed employee of the motel had a woman of at least sixty against the wall. At the explosion, they both looked toward the door. Her eyes were wide with terror and shock, his narrowed in irritation at the interruption. Her suitcase lay on its side on the ground like she’d tried to throw it at him, the contents splayed on shag carpet. The attacker had a bite mark in his arm, but now was pinning hers. Her polyester pants were down around only one ankle and
When Mates Collide | Unaffected By Her Vulnerability
Danny collapsed on top of her trembling body, panting as Kat held him close. She kissed his neck, lacing her fingers into his damp hair. But without a word he got up and pulled out, leaping off the bed like she was contagious. He strode swiftly to the bathroom, slammed the door and then had the audacity on top of everything, to fucking lock it. On shaking elbows, she rose up and stared at the door. The shower came on, muffled through the walls. She blinked at the sound, unable to believe what she was hearing. “Oh my God,” she whispered, stunned and terribly hurt. Getting up, she slowly paced the room. Her shirt was broken, as were her bra and panties. Only her jeans were intact so she put them on, went to his suitcase and pulled out one of his t-shirts, a black one she would no doubt swim in. Slipping it over her bedhead, she grabbed a pair of his dress socks and put them on, too. As she tugged on her sneakers, the shower turned off. She froze then ran for the door, swooping down to
When Mates Collide | She Knows Why
He released her, glanced to the guy behind the gun-proof glass watching the scene with interest. “Come on,” Danny grumbled, reaching for his suitcase. The fact that he held the door again was a miracle but that’s just what he did. She hesitated. He cocked his chin as if to say, Well, what are you waiting for? “You never cease to amaze me,” she snarled at him, walking cautiously past like he might slam it on her if she wasn’t careful. As soon as they were outside, he led the way with the self-confidence of someone who knew she would follow. “Why am I staying here with you? Am I a glutton for punishment or what?” Under the minimal shelter of an insufficient awning they made their way to Room 7, millions of drops hitting them from the left. Without finesse he jammed the key in the lock and again held open the door for her. “Since when are you a gentleman?” “I’ve always been a gentleman. Have you really forgotten that?” She shrugged and walked inside, looking around the original décor
When Mates Collide | Rain Can't Touch An Angel
“Wish I had a towel,” she smiled. He stared at her until it faded away. “What are you doing up here? Is this your car?” “It’s my parent’s car, which you would know if you’d ever come over to their home. And I’m going to MarhVelly.” She paused at his expression. “What? Why the face?” Danny stared at her. There’s no fucking way. He pushed wet hair away from his forehead and asked in a very low voice, “Why are you going to MarhVelly, Kat?” Flustered she blinked back to the road. “Lobster. I’ve never had it there, and I’ve always wanted to.” Pointing ahead, she glanced over to him, “Oh no, looks like an accident.” He turned and saw ominous lights of both fire engines and police cars spinning through the storm. He and Kat were quiet as they waited to see how bad the damage was. A car was turned over, the driver nowhere to be seen. Probably already taken away by a speeding ambulance. Two more driverless cars lay on one another in the fast lane. A tow truck was busy pulling the upturned
When Mates Collide | Take Me To Church
“Okay, I can handle this,” he said, under his breath, not believing it. As though on dramatic cue, lightning illuminated the heavens followed instantly by powerful claps of thunder. In heavy undulating sheets, the rain exploded from the darkness, assaulting his Audi A4 Sedan. With every curse word he could think of he searched for the windshield wipers. He hit the turn signal, accidentally turned off the lights and put them back on, and hit the cruise control. “For what I paid for this piece of shit, the wipers should be zipping on their own at the first drop of rain.” Finally, the wipers moved and he cranked them up full gear. Exhaling, he sat back, gripping the wheel. “If Eli could see me now. He’d never let me live this ineptitude down.” For two miles he drove fairly quickly despite the storm until suddenly red taillights illuminated the darkness. Stopped traffic. “SHIT!” He slammed the brakes and hydroplaned to a diagonal stop, narrowly missing the rear end of a Subaru. Panting,
When Mates Collide | Mother Nature
“It’s called conversation. Someday you’ll learn how to participate in one. The car is there. Gas it up before you bring it back. And remember to let Jonathan put the gas in. A man wants to be the man,” Marcy replied. “You think so, eh?" Kat paused near their coat rack filled with scarves and coats. Quite a few hats were hung on the rungs as well, each assigned to at least one memory, not all of them good. “I’m going over to get the car now. Is Dad there?” “Your father is sitting across from me. So no.” “Since when do you and Dad have lunch together?” She frowned at all of it. It seemed like every inch was seeped in memories. Breaking up sucks so badly. “What’s going on?” “Your mother and I are getting to know one another again!” Henry Zane called out, loud enough to be heard, but not loud enough to make an undignified scene. Kat stared into her parent’s past, at the infidelities on both their parts, the fights, the estrangements. “Is this true, Mom?” “Oh, it’s Mom now, is it?” h
When Mates Collide | Hard As A Rock
As soon as he hit send, Danny jumped up and headed for the bathroom easily the size of a small Crossia studio. He hadn’t held back when he’d renovated this unit. After the Co-op approved him, he’d gutted the place to match his taste. Everything elegant. Shining. Black or charcoal grey, with the ceilings white for an added feeling of space. His bathroom had two showerheads with room for four people, not two. There was a separate, Jacuzzi bathtub. If he and his wolf friends were going to live like humans, they should live like the best of them, since by default werewolves were superior already. Not that human beings would see it that way. He ran the water extra hot and stripped off his clothes, kicking the annoyingly tight shoes aside with extra gusto. As soon as the scalding water hit his sore back, he sighed long and loud. Then he turned and got a surprise. It felt a little better than he thought it would. He glanced down. “What the fuck?” He was hard as a rock. Now that he was payi
When Mates Collide | Prized Possessions
This was her chance to make a run for it…or to commit to him for good. He was a good man. Such a good man. Her family loved him, probably more than she did. He’d make an okay father except for the probability that he’d not teach them anything new. He’d probably just make carbon copies of him, a man designed by the term “normal.” For God’s sake, Don’t Rock the Boat was one of his favorite things to say whenever Kat had a contrary opinion she meant to voice among their judgmental social circles. “Well, Kat. What is it?” Her body was as tense as though she were about to cage-dive with Great Whites. She closed her eyes begging for the answer from her angels, or anyone who could tell her that she should follow her heart. The room was so quiet. She held her breath, waiting. A small voice inside of her whispered, You know what you have to do, and suddenly she inhaled. “Kat, you’re scaring me.” Meeting his frightened brown eyes, she shook her head with sadness. “I’m sorry, Joe. I can’t ma
