Wolf Hunter. Linda Thomas-Sundstrom
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Название: Wolf Hunter
Автор: Linda Thomas-Sundstrom
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежная фантастика
Серия: Mills & Boon Nocturne
isbn: 9781474028042
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Cameron’s hands opened and closed, readying for a skirmish. “What girl would that be?”
“The one you let get away. The naked one.”
“Well,” Cameron said, “I’m wondering what that has to do with you.”
“That bitch needs riding. She’s been broken in.”
Cameron squeezed his hands tighter, sure he felt one claw spring through his fingertip, though that couldn’t be right.
“Go home, boys,” he said. “There’s plenty of help here on the street if I whistle, and I’m sure you have better things to do than wait for what will happen.”
“We’ll make a deal,” the leader of the unholy pack said. “You stay away from this park, and we’ll let you off with a warning this time.”
“Why? Are you hiding something out there?” Cameron asked.
“That’s none of your business. You might be a cop, but we know what else you are. We can spread the word.”
“Really? What am I?”
“A freak,” the guy said. “And all alone out here most of the time.”
Cameron nodded. “Does that make us cousins? Should I feel warm and fuzzy?”
“What you should feel is scared.”
“Scared of you?”
“Us, and others like us who can be your worst nightmare.”
“Sorry,” Cameron said honestly. “My worst nightmare has already come and gone.”
He realized someone was approaching from the street behind him before he had finished the statement. An authoritative voice rang out. “Is there trouble here?”
Recognizing the voice, Cameron called back, “Davidson, is that you?”
“Mitchell? Yeah, it’s me. Stegman is in the cruiser. Do we need to call him?”
Cameron eyed the pack of animals that looked at the moment like any Miami southside street gang with too much attitude. He smiled. “So, what will it be, boys? A truce, for tonight?”
“That would be a shame,” the tall guy replied. “Because I really feel like fighting, and the odds are in our favor.”
“The odds, I think, will be slim, since cops also carry guns.”
The big dog waved the suggestion away. “It just so happens that we eat guns for breakfast.”
Cameron nodded. “We’ll do some damage, though. I’m sure your pals here will agree that you might want to take your games elsewhere.”
“We don’t play games,” the lead dog snapped.
“Then maybe you should consider it,” Cameron warned, though it became obvious by the way the gang advanced, and the way they simultaneously reached for whatever they had tucked into their waistbands, that the damn hybrid idiots weren’t going to take his advice.
Davidson, a veteran cop and as smart as cops came, trotted around the corner. The poor guy had no idea what was in store, or that Miami could actually produce something worse than a street gang claiming public territory for their own.
If Cameron’s claws weren’t aching to spring a full night ahead of time, he might have been able to warn his badge-carrying brother of the danger ahead. But he looked down at his hands to make sure the sensation wasn’t real as the mindless Were pack barreled forward with the force of a battering ram.
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