A Kitty in the Lion's Den by Unknown Read Free Book Online

although she still smelled that, this male was a silent killer. And now Kettah knew that he was very much alive when he clearly tried to convince everyone else of the opposite. “Do you want to survive, or do you want to take your chances out there where Viktor’s men will undoubtedly find you?”
    Although he phrased it as a question, she knew he wouldn’t let her go. His lion was right on the surface, challenging her, but giving her the hope that she actually had a choice. She continued to stare at him, and then glanced at the door. Could she actually take her chances out there, trying to cover her tracks in hopes that she wouldn’t be found? She would forever be looking over her shoulder until they eventually located and killed her. That was a fact. She slid her eyes back to Maverick. Then again, even though he smelled honest, could she actually trust him? Surely he knew how to alter what people sensed coming from him? He was one of the most lethal hit-men in the organized crime circle. He was also her mate. That went without saying, and although she didn’t think he could harm her because of that, because his inner animal wouldn’t allow that kind of power to be claimed by his human side, there was still that possibility that he was far too deranged.
    “Time is wasting away, Kettah.”
    She held her purse close to her body. He was so still, hard and tense, and waiting for her to make the next move. Either choice came with risks. The only problem was which risk was she willing to take?

Chapter Five
     
    Maverick glanced over at Kettah, who sat as far against the passenger side door as she could get. He had given the choice of which route she was going to take, but then again if she would have tried to head out on her own he would have just followed her, and dragged her back with him. She hadn’t put up a fight, which had surprised the hell out of him, given the fact he had sensed the exact moment she knew who and what he was. He didn’t question how she had known him, though as far as he knew she had never seen him, but there was no denying the look of horror that had crossed her face when she realized she was in the same room with the male that killed ruthlessly And when she had softly told him she’d take her chance with him, he’d suppressed the need to smirk. His mate was a fiery little thing. It wasn’t like he was trying to be a bastard, but he meant what he said when he told her Viktor’s men would find her and she wouldn’t be able to fight them off once they caught her. She was his mate, and it was his right and duty to protect her. No way in hell was he going to let someone hurt her, take her away from him, and threaten the first good thing that had ever come into his life. He didn’t know what he had done in his miserable life to be given a mate, and he wasn’t even going to dwell on the fact on whose blood she shared, because the bottom line was Kettah was his mate. Maybe this would all blow up in his face when it was all said and done, but he had to try if it meant he could save one more life from Viktor. For the first time in his life he felt at a loss, and not like himself at all. Maverick had never wanted a female like he wanted Kettah, had never needed to protect someone with his very last breath, and certainly hadn’t wanted to do a lot of filthy fucking things to her because he knew it was his damn right as her mate. He had nothing redeeming about himself, but this one time he was going to help someone instead of hurt them.
    Through her reflection in the passenger side window he could see her eyelids start to drop lower. They only had another twenty minutes before they reached Sweet Water, and then he’d have to figure out where to set her up in his one bedroom house. He had no fucking clue what to do after that, because although he could keep her safe when they did come for her—which they would—he didn’t know what to do when everything was all said and done. Would she stay with