Built for Lust Read Online Free PDF

her. She had no right to foist it on someone else.
    Cara strode up to the front door and pushed the bell. She’d let herself inside if no one answered, but Ilse’s husband, Sam, showed up in a few seconds, dressed in the loose robes the family wore to allow them to shift easily. When he opened the door, she pushed her way in.
    “Nice to see you, finally,” he said.
    “Never mind nice. I came to see my sister.”
    “She has one of her headaches,” Sam said. “A bad one.”
    “Does she? I think I know the reason.”
    “What are you talking about?” he demanded.
    “She’s been fucking with my life, and I’m here to make sure this is the last time.” She headed toward the stairs, but Sam caught her arm.
    “Don’t go up there. She needs quiet.”
    “She needs a lesson in leaving me alone.”
    “Cara…”
    She shook her arm free of him. “Stay down here if you know what’s good for you.”
    Before he could try to stop her again, she climbed the stairs two at a time. Her sister had never done this kind of magic before -- giving an object life -- but maybe with her brothers’ help, she’d figured out a new kind of spell. Whatever she’d done, it had cost her dearly enough to send her to bed. No mere deciphering a combination could do that. She’d have more than a headache when Cara had finished with her.
    She continued up the steps as the need to shift built inside her, fueled by anger. Tearing at her sister’s throat would feel more satisfying than words, but she needed an explanation first. How in hell did Ilse think she had the right to meddle in her life like that? What had she done to make Gray real, and what did she plan to do to change him back?
    When she got to the master bedroom, she shoved the door open so hard it hit the wall behind her. “What the fuck have you done?”
    With the drapes closed, the whole room lay in shadow, but a feminine form lay on the bed. Ilse, all right. She removed a washcloth from her eyes and lifted her head. “Cara?”
    “Have you been screwing with anyone else’s business lately?”
    “Call me later, okay?”
    “We’re going to have this out now.” Cara started in on removing her clothing, because before this was over, they’d have settled things between them, wolf to wolf.
    Ilse watched for a moment and then groaned. “I’m not in the mood.”
    “Too bad.”
    Ilse sat up, swung her legs over the side of the bed, and sat there, her shoulders hunched. “Okay, what is it you think I’ve done?”
    “You changed Gray somehow. He’s flesh and blood.”
    “Gray?” Ilse’s head snapped up. “You’ve given it a name?”
    “Of course, I gave him a name, and he’s not an it any longer, thanks to you.”
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    “You couldn’t get me to give up Gray yourself, so you sent good cop/bad cop to strong-arm me.”
    “They’re your brothers,” Ilse said.
    “When they failed, you took matters into your own hands.”
    “Don’t shift.” Ilse moaned. “I don’t have the strength for a fight.”
    “That’s your own fault, wouldn’t you say?”
    “All right.” Ilse rose and pulled her nightgown over her head. Now naked, she could shift while Cara still hadn’t kicked out of her shoes.
    Ilse leapt onto Cara, knocking her backward. Now wolf herself, Cara fought back, snapping her teeth at Ilse’s throat. They rolled together for a while, each fighting for dominance. Everyone in the house could probably hear the snarling and yipping, but they’d all have the good sense to stay the hell away. Even Sam.
    Finally, Cara had Ilse on her back. If she truly meant to kill her sister, she could do it now by slashing Ilse’s carotid. She paused long enough to let her sister fear she was actually considering it.
    “Cara, stop!” a male voice shouted from the doorway. She’d never heard it before but knew it in her heart, anyway. She looked up to find a naked human male on the threshold. A gorgeous specimen with