Fixed: Fur Play by Christine Warren Read Free Book Online

yelped.
    He flashed her a feral grin, raising his glistening fingers to his mouth before he growled, “So do I.”
    Honor watched as he licked her moisture from his hand. She saw the way his eyes narrowed as he tasted her, then saw the knowledge light them and she swore.
    “Heat.”
    She had rolled out of his grasp before the word cleared his lips. Damn it, she should have known all the bath salts in the world couldn’t disguise the flavor of her heat from a mature male Lupine. He’d known the minute he lifted his fingers to his lips that the new White Paw alpha was just hours from the start of her heat 39

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    cycle. It was irresistible to any male Lupine, but to one with as much dominant tendencies as her Silverback visitor, it was like the proverbial red flag in front of the bull. She might as well have tattooed, “Come and get me, big boy” across her forehead.
    “Here,” he snarled, even as she sprang to her feet and looked for a clear path to the door. “Come. Here.”
    She growled in response, bearing her teeth at him, body coiling in preparation for flight. If she could make it around him and out of the kitchen, she might have a chance of outrunning him. If not, then she could definitely lose him in the woods. He wasn’t familiar with them like she was, and there were ways she could mask her scent at least well enough to confuse him.
    “Now.”
    She shook her head and crouched. She wished she still had her tank top on, or that she dared to take the seconds it would cost her to shift to her wolf form.
    Running bare breasted through the woods at three-thirty in the morning hadn’t made her top ten list this year, but it looked just about inevitable.
    “Yes. Here.”
    She opened her mouth to defy him again, but she never got the chance.
    Before she could speak, Joey stepped into the room, wide-eyed with concern.
    “Honor? What’s going on here? Is everything all right?” Honor nearly burst out laughing. She might have, if the tension weren’t thick enough to choke the sound out of her and she weren’t keeping her gaze glued to Logan’s face in anticipation of his next move.
    “Get out.”
    Logan barked the order as if he had every right, but what pissed Honor off was that Joey actually started to obey.
    “I didn’t say leave, Joey. And you still take your orders from me. Don’t you.” 40

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    It wasn’t a question, and Honor didn’t bother to look in Joey’s direction to gauge her answer. She refused to so much as blink. She didn’t trust the Silverback visitor not to use the slip to his advantage.
    Logan snarled. “You’ll take them from me.”
    “I’ll take them from no one .” All the days of tension and struggle and uncertainty suddenly overwhelmed Honor, and she struck out where she could.
    At Logan. “ I am the White Paw alpha. Not you. Not Winters. No one but me.
    And the alpha does. Not. Answer.”
    They stared at each other, teeth bared, eyes narrowed. Honor could feel the skin between her shoulder blades shift and tighten, raising the hackles she didn’t actually have in her human form. She bet Logan could feel the same subtle crawling beneath his skin. She almost said a prayer of gratitude for it, since if they’d been in their were or wolf forms, they’d likely have already been locked together, either ripping out each other’s throats, or mating furiously on the kitchen tile. Which one it would have been counted as a toss up.
    “Can I get anyone anything? A cup of tea? Or I could make cocoa…” Honor snorted. If the tension had been any less thick, she might have laughed. Instead, she straightened her spine and reached out a hand to her cousin, never taking her eyes off Logan’s. “No. We’re done. Give me your robe.” Joey didn’t hesitate, but untied the thick, terry cloth robe she wore and shrugged out of it, laying it over Honor’s outstretched arm. She shivered a little in the thin, cotton nightgown she wore, but she didn’t say