Therian Prisoner: 3 (Therian Heat) Read Online Free PDF Page A

fingers over his chest, undeniably aware of his heat and the hard muscle beneath her palm.
    “I’ve got you, kitten. No one will ever hurt you again.”
    She wanted to believe it, needed to believe it, but they were just words. As long as her abilities were latent, she was helpless. Even against humans! She knew she was trembling again but she couldn’t seem to relax. She opened her eyes and lifted her head so she could look around.
    They’d reached the interstate but she had no idea which direction they were headed. Were they even in Colorado? She couldn’t see much beyond the roadway. “Where are we?”
    “A few miles east of Cheyenne,” Ian told her. “You’ll be home in about an hour and a half.”
    She nodded then realized other questions were far more important. “How did you find me? What happened to the others? I wasn’t the only one they were…”
    “I know. When we attacked the lab in the mountains one of the doctors agreed to help us.”
    “That would be Carly Ides.” Devon sneered as the name passed her lips. “She’s the worst of the worst.”
    She squirmed and wiggled until he wrapped his arm around her waist and said, “You need to sit still.”
    Understanding unfurled within her, spreading heat through her belly and chest. The unmistakable ridge of his erection pressed against her hip and she fought the need to cover her face with her hands. “Sorry.” His scent grew more tantalizing, more evocative.
    “It’s called adrenaline,” he assured her. “It’s a natural reaction.”
    Payne snorted and muttered something in his native language. Ian glared and Devon followed the direction of his gaze. A passing car illuminated the cab for a moment and she received her first clear look at Payne. High hollow cheeks, a wide brow and strong jawline. Stark and distinctive, his angular features were too menacing for true handsomeness. He was striking, she supposed, or just plain fierce.
    “You’re staring.” Ian’s comment was only partially playful. Devon quickly turned her head before Payne caught her in the act.
    Something smacked against the cab and Ian and Devon both turned to see what had caused the commotion. Dhane was on his feet, or rather his paws, shivering so violently she could see the tremors.
    “Is he cold?”
    Ian shook his head. “With all that fur it’s unlikely.”
    “Why hasn’t he released the shift?” Payne mused.
    “Maybe he can’t.” Using her concern for Dhane as motivation, Devon carefully climbed into the tiny seating area behind the main seats. She sat sideways, directly behind Payne so she could see both Dhane and Ian. Ian pivoted in his seat, his gaze smoldering. She’d basically shoved her breasts in his face in her attempt to assess Dhane’s situation and still he seemed upset by her relocation. Was it possible he felt the electric awareness that was making her skin tingle?
    She couldn’t think about that right now. Dhane appeared to be in real trouble. “If you have a blanket I’ll ride in back and see if I can calm down Dhane.” She was worried about Dhane, but mostly she needed to be away from Ian so she could think, decide on a next step.
    “As if.” Ian’s eyes narrowed to gleaming slits but his expression revealed nothing more. “If anyone gets back there with that wolf it will be the badass over there.”
    Payne laughed. “As if.”
    “He saved my life.” She glanced out the back window, as much to avoid Ian’s gaze as to check on Dhane. “We can’t let him suffer.”
    “Why do you think he’s suffering? Dogs like fresh air and open spaces.” Ian peered through the window then shrugged. “He seems pretty restless, but he just escaped a brush with death. That’s bound to wind up anyone.”
    “He was wound up before we escaped.” How could she explain what was wrong with Dhane without revealing what she’d endured, was still enduring? She rested her hands in her lap and crossed her legs at the ankle, doing her best to appear