Her Black Tiger (Alaskan Tigers Book 11) by Marissa Dobson Read Free Book Online Page A

Donovick stood next to the SUV, a gun pointed at her. “Give me your fucking gun and get out.”
    “Why are you doing this?” She didn’t move. Where are you, Carran?
    “You’re not going to fuck up everything I’ve worked for. Now get out!”
    “I’m not…” His hand wrapped around her ankle and he pulled her toward him, cutting off her words. She tried to grab the edge of the leather seat, but his grip was too strong. In one swift movement she was pulled through the glass, out of the backseat, and landed with a thump on the concrete. Her head banged off the doorframe, making the world sway before her eyes. She couldn’t lose consciousness. If she did, she’d be dead.
    “You stupid bitch.” He swung back and slapped her across the face, hard enough to bring tears to her eyes and the taste of blood filled her mouth. “You’ll pay for opening your mouth.”
    “Not here.” Another man came around the door to stand on the other side of her.
    Even without her stomach heaving and black spots dancing in her vision, she’d never be able to overpower both of them. Her best hope was to stall and hope Carran would come back in time. “I didn’t know…I’ll retract my report…tell them it was my concussion. I’ll make this go away.”
    “No, I will.” Donovick pulled a syringe from his pocket and took off the cap.
    In one quick movement, she pushed herself up off the ground. If she was going to survive, she had to get out of there, and she didn’t have time to wait for Carran to hear them and come help. Unsteady, her vision blurry, she stumbled over the curb. One block…I can do this. She only hoped that when she made it, she wasn’t walking into a more dangerous situation.
    Donovick kicked her legs out from under her, sending her face first into the concrete. When he’d pulled her out, shards of glass had come off the seat, and now they dug into her legs and palms. Ignoring the pain, she pushed herself forward and crawled.
    “Stupid bitch.” He grabbed hold of her hair, tugging her head back so she was looking at him, and shoved the needle into her bicep. “Too bad you’re going to miss me killing your tiger. But you’ll feel it when you wake up. Mates always do.”
    Darkness closed in on her and her body grew heavy. She wouldn’t have been able to keep her head up if he hadn’t been holding her hair. Mates? What does that mean?

Chapter Six
    A nger simmered within Carran until he thought his beast would spring free. It had been a fucking setup. The information that came through an old contact in the area was planted by one of the wolf pack. His money was on someone working directly with Donovick. That bastard must have been watching them and knew he didn’t stand a chance getting his hands on Brooklynn with Carran there.
    “When I get my hands on that wolf…” His words were cut off by a growl escaping as if his tiger wanted to express rage further.
    “She’s alive and we’ll get her.” Red grabbed a box of ammo out of the back of the SUV.
    “Got an extra one?” Ambrose tossed his bag into the back seat and climbed in. “Gun, I mean, not mate,” he added as the others got into the SUV as well.
    “We got this.” Carran pulled his gun from the holster and slid behind the wheel. He’d drive and Red could reload him. “You can wait in the vehicle.”
    “That worked so well last time.”
    With his gun still in his hand, Carran turned back to look at Ambrose. The lion didn’t know how close he was to getting shot. That comment implied that he was at fault for leaving his mate alone and unprotected. At the time it seemed like a better answer than taking her into a house with a possible rogue.
    “We’re not going to lose another mate. Not today.” Ambrose unzipped his bag and pulled out a knife. “If I have to, I’ll go up against the wolves with this, but we both know a gun would be better. Let me help you save your mate.”
    “Drive. We’re falling behind them.” Red slid the