Feral Instincts (The Feral Series) Read Online Free PDF Page A

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Sometimes she worried there was something wrong with her.
    She
had been in love once though, Ava remembered with a silly grin. She had been
twelve and he had lived next door. He had been an older man being all of
fourteen and two years older than she was. She had their whole wedding planned
and everything. The boy barely had known she existed and yet she had practiced
writing her married name, over and over. Mrs. Ava Marie Christenson.
Unfortunately at the end of the school year his family had moved taking her
crush with them.
    Lost
in her own thoughts, Ava skipped around until she found a station that wasn’t
playing commercials. Glancing back at the road, Ava suddenly scream and slammed
on the brakes with both feet. Adrenalin and shock coursed through her body.
Standing in front of her in the headlights was the dark figure of a man.
    Frantically,
she ground her foot down on the brake pedal with all her strength but it wasn’t
going to be enough. She was going to hit him! Where did he come from! He wasn’t
there a moment ago!
    “Oh
no… no… no…” She yelled, as the little car began to skid, struggling to stop. Why
did he not move! Did he want her to hit him? Surely he had seen her car coming! Ava jerked the steering wheel to swerve around the crazy person standing in
the road, sending her car careening off the road and into the ditch. The front
of her little car smashed into a tree, throwing Ava forward into the
unforgiving seat belt and slamming her head into the steering wheel. Pain
exploded inside of Ava’s skull in a white explosion and she slumped sideways in
the seat slipping into unconsciousness.
    The
dark figure watched the little car crash with disinterest. Focused on the tail
lights before him, Marco strolled over to the little car sitting in the ditch.
Reaching out he ripped the door off the side of the car with a flick of his
wrist and a screeching of metal. Slashing through the seat belt with one
extended claw, he carefully removed the unconscious girl from the wreckage.
Generous curves and warm skin weighted his arms. Immediately his fangs
lengthened and his eyes glowed red.
    Looking
into the little female’s face, his eyes hungrily followed the crimson trail of
blood that was running down the girls pale cheek. He dug his nails into his
palms trying to get control. He knew even one taste of her could lead to his
execution at the hands of his master. He would have to resist the sweet call of
her blood.
    His
master may be angered that the girl was a little bruised but overall everything
was going as planned. He quickly got into the back seat of the waiting car,
holding her limp form in his lap.
    “Let’s
go. We need to be on our way before another car comes by. Have the men get rid
of her car and dispose of anyone else that comes by asking questions. Master is
expecting her and we don’t want to keep him waiting.”
    The
black Mercedes tires squealed and then sped down the road. Marco looked at the
unconscious girl in his arms and resisted the urge to caress the satiny limbs
that were exposed by the bunched up hem of her dress. She was truly beautiful,
like Salvatore’s Ernestine had been. Salvatore had been very selective in
choosing this little female. Perhaps he would even take this one as his mate.
    The
other women he had brought to Salvatore had been entertaining but disposable.
Salvatore had soon tired of them leaving Marco to get rid of their battered
bodies. Really he had just been biding his time until he found just the right
one. This little female was the only one so far that met his very particular
tastes. His master had seemed quite taken with her. Perhaps he would find this
one worthy of his dark gift.
     
     
    Ava
was awakened by a horrible pounding in her head. Experimentally she cracked
open her eyes hoping it wouldn’t intensify the pain. For a moment everything
was blurry shadows. The last time she felt like this she and Kat had done a
girls night at Ava’s house and