Fever (Blood Moon Rising, #1) Read Online Free PDF

was
super-chatty tonight.
    Gage smiled, looking wicked and sexy.
“As you wish, my lady.”
    Nodding, he turned and closed the
doors behind him, his gaze roving down and back up her
body.
    That suggestive gesture alone was
almost enough to make her run after him, but she stood firm. A bath
did sound amazing, and whatever oil was scenting the water made the
whole suite smell like roses, her favorite flower.
    Undressing, she gingerly lowered
herself in the tub and sat back, trying to relax. She had no idea
why she was dreaming about a bubble bath, but whatever. It was like
a collection of her favorite things - bubble baths, hot men, a huge
freaking house….
    Popping bubbles with her toes, she
smiled. All in all, not a bad dream. Sure, the earlier part had
been pretty shitty, more of a nightmare, really, but this was nice.
If every dream were like this, she never wanted to wake up. This
was every little girl’s fantasy, to be swept away by the handsome
prince and live happily ever after. She had no idea why she was
thinking of “happily ever after” with a make-believe guy, but she
felt a strong pull toward him she’d never felt with Seth. Sad, but
true. She’d also thought he’d been the love of her life, that is,
until he ripped her heart out by saying she wasn’t the type of girl
a future doctor would marry. As if.
    Asshole .
    Irritated with herself for breaking
her cardinal rule - never spend time thinking about jerks who
wouldn’t spend a second thinking about you - Danica laid her head
back and closed her eyes.
    Something delicate tinkled beside her,
and she nearly jumped out of her skin when she opened her eyes and
found Mary offering her a glass of water.
    “ Jeez!” Danica said, heart
hammering against her sternum. “You’re like a ninja.”
    Mary smiled pleasantly. “It comes with
being a wolf.”
    The hell? “A wolf?”
    “ Oh, yes. Stealth is one of
the attributes all werewolves share.” She said it as if she’d been
merely commenting on the weather.
    Danica stared at her as if her hair
had caught fire. Maybe she had Alzheimer's and didn’t realize what
she was saying. “I see.”
    Mary, still smiling, dipped into a
little curtsy and scurried out of the room. A moment later, Danica
heard the doors to her suite close, signaling she was
alone.
    Werewolves. A secret mansion in the
middle of the woods. Strange markings on her hands and on that guy
Onyx’s neck. Golden eyes, mates….
    She giggled. She always
thought the best part about all those Twilight movies was getting to see the
shirtless werewolves. And considering she’d just read a werewolf
romance the other night, it made sense she was dreaming about
them.
    Sipping on her water, she leisurely
rinsed herself off, feeling sleep coming on.
    Which was weird, since she was already
technically supposed to be asleep.
    Odd .
    Brushing it aside, she finished up her
bath, toweled off, and found a change of clothes had been laid out
for her on the bed. It was an elegant red silk nightgown that was
perhaps a little flashier than what she would regularly wear to
bed. She admired the way the firelight bounced off the silk. It was
so pretty. She’d always wanted to wear something as sexy as this,
but showing so much skin always made her self-conscious. As Seth
got older, he tended to favor more athletic types, always bringing
up her curves and the topics of “diet” and “exercise” as often as
he could.
    But he’s not around
anymore. What’s the harm in trying it on?
    She chewed her lip.
It was her favorite
color. Not seeing any other options, she pulled it on, liking how
it dipped low to show off her breasts. Pulling on the matching robe
lying on the bed, Danica went over to the mirror, admiring herself.
She looked different, bolder.
    Wilder.
    Moonlight spilled in through the open
sheer curtains, landing on her skin and making it
tingle.
    She felt it build in her throat first,
then her mouth stretched in a yawn.
    She paused, a sliver of fear