The Last Werewolf Bride Complete Trilogy by Sage Domini Read Free Book Online Page B

Jessa, they can. To witness
pleasure is unbearably painful to them.” She stood suddenly and
dropped her sundress. Her rose-tipped breasts hung in my face. I
blushed as she sat close to me. Her tone grew seductive, her breath
hot against my ear. “You see Jessa, the ecstasy one body takes from
another is the most potent weapon there is.” I flinched as her hand
brushed across my breasts. “The demons know this.” She briefly
massaged my belly. “I am the most powerful witch.” Suddenly her
touch dropped gently between my legs. “And if I join my body with
the most powerful werewolf…” Her hand moved back and forth. “We can
defeat them.”
    Suddenly I felt as if I had smacked into a
wall of ice. I understood the meaning behind her words. “Marcus.” I
stood. “You want him.”
    The witch shrugged. “Jessa, I’ve already had
him. You know that.” She leaned indolently back into the cushions
of the couch. “This isn’t about what I want. This is about saving
your child.”
    I was angry. I was confused. I needed to leave
the scrutiny of the witch. I could not have her inside my mind
right now. As I left the cabin she called after me. “It’s the best
way, Jessa. With the alpha’s seed in my body I will be able to beat
back the demons who threaten your child. I will destroy
them!”
    I felt as if I could not breathe. I moved as
quickly as my heavy, burdened body could carry me into the woods
surrounding the farm. The fresh symbols of spring were intoxicating
but I scarcely noticed them. I stopped to catch my breath. To share
Marcus with the witch was unthinkable. I felt ill at the thought of
him between her spidery legs. The tiny werewolf inside me shifted
and I put a hand over him, feeling a fierce surge of maternal love.
If I must sacrifice to safe my child, then so be it. I would put
aside my own pain to save him. I would do anything.
    “Do not call the wolves.”
    The creature came from the shadows of the
woods. He was equally proportionate to a man, but his skin had a
red scaly cast. A cape covered his body and odd cloven feet peeked
from the bottom. It was his eyes which were the most startling.
They were entirely black. He pulled his dark cape closer. “We have
no scent, you see. So they will not detect me unless you alert
them.”
    My mouth had gone dry. “You’re a
demon.”
    The creature nodded. “My name is Dorian.” He
grinned amiably. “We are related, you and I. Distantly, but
nonetheless kin.”
    I tried to back away from his advancing shape.
“I know what you want, you monster.”
    The demon smiled. “To give the child a gift.”
He held out a small blue box wrapped in a white ribbon. “And we are
all monsters, my dear.”
    “I’ll accept nothing from you.” I opened my
mouth to issue a scream which would summon the pack but in a flash
the demon’s hand was around my throat.
    “Don’t,” he warned. “I have no wish to harm
you, but I won’t die for the sake of your silly fear.”
    My hands clenched. I stared him in the eye and
said nothing. Momentarily he released me. “Open your
gift.”
    “No.”
    The demon cocked his head. “What is wrong with
you? All right, I’ll open it for you.” I tensed as he ripped the
cover of the box off and spilled the contents into his hand. He
held the palm out. I blinked. It was a small silver bracelet. A
tiny charm in the shape of a wolf’s head dangled from one of the
links.
    As I warily stared at the object, Dorian
sighed. “I won’t force you to accept it. We only wanted you to know
that we are pleased. An alliance between wolves and demons is long
overdue.”
    I’d had enough of his pretense. “So what are
you waiting for? Aren’t you going to cut me open here and take the
child from me?”
    Dorian stared as my voice rose shrilly.
“That’s what you will have to do because you will only have him
over my dead fucking body!”
    Dorian shook his head. “Jessa. No demon would
dare harm your child.”
    “Bullshit! The witch