Название: Blackout
Автор: Linda Thomas-Sundstrom
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781408914359
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“Ah, shit.”
The beast didn’t give a fig for careers. The beast wanted this woman. Did he, Dylan, with his mind intact, even want to know what the beast might do to a female?
Anxious, wary, Dylan yanked the woman upright, slid his continually morphing arms around her, and lifted her up again. Wondering if this waxing and waning of the beastly shift would eventually stop or if he’d wind up in a straightjacket in some dank jail cell, he moved to step off the curb. Out there with the moonlight, at least he’d be as unrecognizable as any human could be. He could, with luck and a short leash on the beast, get the cop back to the relative safety of her car.
Foot suspended, he chanced to look down at her, nestled in his arms.
When her green eyes met his, Dylan stumbled, blinked. His insides went liquid. Wind seemed to rush at his ears. The awkward impression came that he’d just looked into the eyes of the Moon herself. Large luminous green eyes, suddenly clear for all their former shock and surprise.
Beneath those eyes, her trembling lips parted.
Dylan wanted to duck as she said in a throaty voice, deep, smoky, and as erotic as if she had just placed a hand on his groin, “Landau. Right? D.A.?”
Every cuss word Dylan had ever used or heard flowed through his mind as his foot hit the pavement. Plus some new ones. The hell with her job, he’d just destroyed his own.
The kiss came. Not from this woman’s mouth, as he would have liked, but from somewhere high up above them. The moon’s metaphysical voodoo. Like spilt silver honey, sweet for a second or two but deceptively cruel soon after, Dylan felt the initial coolness turn volcanic as his face begin to shift. His vocal chords twanged and began to seize.
Rushing to get a last word in, he uttered a retort he sincerely hoped she’d heed. “Nope,” he said, parroting the excuse he heard every single damned day in his gig as an attorney, only this time in his own defense. “You must have me confused with some other guy.”
Dana Delmonico squirmed once more, savored a breath of fresh air between spasms, then watched as the man carrying her turned into a nightmare.
She opened her mouth to scream. Nothing came out. She coughed, gagged, felt as though she were being choked. Her eyes fluttered, shot through with pain that instantly radiated downward. Man, was she having a stroke? Seeing things?
Monsters?
An incredibly tall monster with shoulders taut with muscle and a chest to match, all covered in hair or fur like an animal or a really good Halloween costume?
This thing had, she would have sworn under oath, turned into a man, then back again. She thought she had recognized the face, before it too had become something else. Something horrifyingly wolfish. Maybe, though, picturing anyone from the D.A.’s office as a beast was merely wishful thinking.
“Put me down!” she tried to shout, though the words didn’t actually emerge. Her mouth wasn’t working. Her face was numb.
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