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

now refilled magazine into his own weapon before taking Carran’s. “Do you even have any experience?”
    “No,” Carran answered for Ambrose. “The Rhode Island Tigers are small and they don’t encounter problems. The Alpha doesn’t even have his land secured to keep people who might mean them harm out. If anything, they’re a target.”
    “True, but I’m a lion. Even before there were threats from others, we had our own issues. Lion shifters are more like our animal than humans. Our biggest issue has always been inner pride fighting. Males want to take over, lead the pride, and the weaker lions will be killed. If a male wants to survive within a pride, they must be willing to fight and even kill for that right.” Ambrose dropped the knife on top of his bag and leaned forward. “This is your mate. Are you willing to risk her?”
    “He’s right, Carran.” The click of the magazine sliding back into the gun brought home the point before Red continued. “She’s injured and if they took her, they’d take her back to the wolves’ den. We’re out numbered and can use all the help we can get.”
    “Fuck!” Carran took his gaze off the road for a moment to glance in the rearview mirror at Ambrose. “Give him a damn gun and call Taber. Find out where my backup is.” His grip tightened on the steering wheel, turning his knuckles white, and the wheel creaked under the pressure.
    “You’re going to have a hard time explaining how you bent the steering wheel.” Red barely glanced at Carran as he found Taber in his contact list.
    “I should have never left her alone.” He growled, forcing himself to loosen his grip on the wheel, but as he did so, he pressed harder on the accelerator as if he needed to take his rage out on something.
    The scent of Brooklynn’s blood kept his tiger on edge as he drove through the city streets. Thanks to the little tracking device Tabitha had handed him before he boarded the plane, he knew where they were taking her. Now he just had to get there before they could hurt her further. Hang on, I’m coming for you.
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    A lone in total darkness , Brooklynn struggled against the ropes that held her to the chair. Every part of her body ached, but sitting there waiting for Donovick to come back wasn’t an option. He was livid, because in his mind she’d betrayed him and that rage would lead to her death. Cops like her father would lay down their lives for their partners, but for Donovick there was a higher bond than that—his pack. Being willing to die for something or someone was one thing, but being willing to kill was another. He was more than willing to kill her, and he almost seemed to enjoy the idea of it.
    During the nine months on the job, she’d spent at least forty hours a week with him, mostly in a patrol car, and before this she would have said she knew him as well as his wife. She wouldn’t have believed he could hide something that was so much a part of him from her. How had she never thought there was something different about him? What else didn’t she know about the man who’d once been her partner and her friend?
    It was too dark for her to see where she was, so she tried to focus on her other senses. Her head pounded as she tried to listen for a car or anything that might let her know she was still in the city. Only the chirps of crickets echoed through the still night, stealing the hope that Donovick had taken her back to his house. He owned a small house in the city that sat just below the sound divider from the highway. Crickets wouldn’t be heard over vehicles driving up and down the highway, not even late at night.
    Outside of the city…Carran will never be able to find me. She shivered as the cool air that whistled through the slots in the boards behind her blew past her. Somewhere outside the city… She dragged the toe of her shoe across the floor and realized it was dirt. A barn? The darkness made it too hard to tell, but it was a possibility.
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