Rock n Roll Promises (YAE) (Rock n Roll Paraphantasy Series) Read Online Free PDF Page B

ached for
release. Heat shot from her center and filled every
limb, every nerve, and every cell in her body.
Breathing through clenched teeth, she tried to pull it
back. It didn’t work.
She dropped to her knees, cradling herself, and
her scream rattled the windows. Her body shook
and her muscles coiled and twisted under her skin
like snakes in a nest. White fur split through her
flesh. As it rolled and swirled, her body took on a
new shape. She sat on her haunches in full-on white
tiger mode, and she rolled her big blue eyes to the
man she loved. He stood motionless wearing a look
of shock and disbelief. Her heart broke .
I will have to deal with him later. God I love him,
please don’t let him run from me.
Shaking her head slightly, her ears perked up and
she stalked the trespassing wolf.
Low to the ground, legs bent, she crept closer
and quietly down the hall. Her nose sniffed the air
and the disgusting taste of blood and grass stuck to
her tongue.
He’s in her room…low life dog!
Her massive lean frame lowered closer to the
floor, almost touching, and she worked her back
feet, preparing to pounce. She flexed her muscles
and went airborne. Her body stretched through the
air as she jumped, and the door opened. Mr. Perry,
in wolf form, stood waiting for her. She saw it
coming, yet could not stop it.
Three large gashes opened her skin across her
front legs and chest, from his clawed hand. Her
massive size collided with his. A loud roar ripped
from her throat. She felt the blood running down her
legs and paid little attention to pain. She felt only
pure resolve and focused. Her mind only worked at
one thing, protect! Their bodies hit the ground and
she rolled off him. Her massive shape jumped onto
the bed in a protective stance and growled at the
wolf before her. Large sharp teeth flashed as she
pulled her lip back and dared him to step closer.
Come on you overgrown hound, come closer.
Two inches is all I need and I can rip your throat
out.
She eyed him as he stalked close. Putting weight
on her back legs and feet, she rose up and slashed
out at him with both paws when he got within
striking distance. Deep growls filled the air. Fur
flew and blood splattered the walls. Ozzie’s loud
voice exploded through her sensitive ears.
“Paige, move!”
    Her large padded feet clawed wildly at the wolf,
knocking him into the wall. A shot rang out. She
shifted her gaze from the bleeding dog on the floor
to the gun-wielding hottie at the door. If she could
have smiled without looking dangerous, she would
have. Her body shivered once and her naked human
form resurfaced. She collapsed onto the bed.
“Is he dead?”
     
“Yes. One shot right between the eyes. A wolf
can’t heal from liquid silver oozing in his brain.”
     
“That was a…good shot.”
     
“This is my job. I have had a lot of practice.”
    The pain hit and her tiny frame shook
uncontrollably. Her chest and arms felt like they
were on fire as they burned and bled. She clenched
her jaws shut and tried to breathe through the
torment. She felt him wrap her in his arms and hold
her close as he picked her up and carried her out of
the room. She voiced her protest.
“We can’t leave her.”
     
“We’re not. I am taking you into the bathroom to
clean up those gashes. They look deep.”
    She held her eyes shut and focused on his scent.
He smelled like a Stetson cowboy, even though he
wore the look of a bad boy, from his dark green
leather jacket to his denim jeans and black boots.
His stance and demeanor screamed bad to the bone,
but his touch and tenderness whispered lover boy.
She opened her eyes when she heard the sound of
running water.
    “A white bathroom? Why, knowing who we are,
would she redecorate and have a white bathroom?
Everything is white, the sink, toilet, tub, shower,
even the rugs are white.”
    She smiled at him when she looked and saw him
smile at her and reply.
“Not everything is white. Looks like the wall and
the tiles are a light