RedKnife (Skin Walkers Book 2) by Susan Bliler Read Free Book Online

have to worry about losing sight of her.
    After several long minutes, he spread his wings as he came in close to the ground and shifted in the dark woods, just outside the reach of the street lights that dotted the parking lot Cindy pulled into.  Scenting the air, he was relieved no one else was nearby.
    Shifting quickly to mule deer form, his ear pricked forward as Cindy exited her car and slammed her door, scowling at the sporty little red number parked in front of her own.  RedKnife felt his hackles rise at the cocky grin of the male who stood leaning against the red sports car with his arms crossed.
    “What’s so damn important it couldn’t wait until the morning?”  Cindy didn’t approach.  Instead, she mimicked his crossed arms as she leaned against her own car.
    Smart.  She was holding her ground, keeping a safe distance.
    “First things first,” Cody challenged.  “Do you have information for me or not?”
    RedKnife’s brows drew together as he watched Cindy’s expression tighten, her arms dropping to her sides.
    “Not yet.”  She licked her lips nervously.  “But I’ll get it.”
    Cody shook his head, his expression darkening dangerously.  “You’re lying to me.”  He strode angrily toward her.  In a flash, he grabbed her roughly by the arms and slammed her against her car.
    RedKnife didn’t want to face the fact that she might be a traitor, a spy…a Megalya?   The mere thought sent a shiver through him and had his teeth gnashing.
    Megalya were the Walkers only known natural enemy, and RedKnife had spent some time up close and personal with the vile species upon his initial arrival in the state.  His captivity was what caused his hatred of confinement.  He prayed the woman wasn’t associated with them.  If she were, Monroe would ask RedKnife to eliminate her.  And he would.  He’d learned the hard way not to not let personal feelings get in the way of what was in the best interest of his people, and he wouldn’t do so now, not even for her.  His heart clenched at the thought of losing what he had yet to attempt to claim.  Wait!   Claim?  He didn’t want to claim her!  He wanted to help her, he owed her that much.  And he definitely wanted to discover why her touch didn’t offend him, but he did not want to claim her.
    His fury spiked when Cody slammed her against the car again.  Her breath left her in a cloudy puff.  It took all his strength to keep from rushing out and punching a hole through this Cody.  Forcing himself to remain hidden, he listened.
    Cindy curled back her lip and lifted both arms to shove at the man, but he didn’t budge.  “Get your fucking hands off me!”
    Cody pulled her forward before shoving her hard against the car again.  This time, Cindy didn’t hesitate.  She lifted a knee in a quick move, connecting with her sensitive target.  Cody paled and dropped to the ground, sucking in air as his hands cupped his manhood.
    “I told you I’d get what you wanted.”  Cindy stepped over his prone body.  “Give me some time, you ungrateful bastard.”  She curled her hands into tight fists as she stood over him.  “And like I said.  Keep.  Your.  Hands.  Off .  Me!”
    She was back in her car and driving away before Cody regained his composure.  RedKnife held back, watching Cody struggle to his feet with a muttered, “Stupid bitch!”  The words had RedKnife wanting to charge, but still, he waited and watched.
    Cody limped to his car, bracing his hands on the hood before pulling a cell from his pocket.  He swiped his finger across the screen, then touched it once before lifting it to his ear.  “It’s a no go.”
    RedKnife stepped closer, hoping to pick up the other end of the conversation.  The distance didn’t make it possible.
    “I-I don’t have it yet, but it’s coming.”  Cody’s voice was reluctant.  “She needs more time.  What do you want me to do?”  Cody shifted his sack and winced as he waited.