Unleash The Moon (The Preternaturals Book 6) by Zoe Winters Read Free Book Online Page B

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wasn’t even the smallest trace of an emotion in it. This would keep
her going about as well as weeds in the backyard would keep a human
going.
    But she persisted and drank down the other two bags
in quick succession, trying not to taste the terrible swill.
    She turned to find a giant platter
of raw meat had been placed inside the other guy’s cell. Then the
mystery of what kind of therian he was, was solved. A reddish-brown
and white wolf rolled and tumbled out of the plain white clothing
they wore in the cubes, then he devoured the meat. He seemed to be
enjoying his food much more than Sydney had enjoyed hers. Maybe it
would divert his attention away from her.
    After he’d cleaned the plate, he went to a corner
and curled up and promptly fell asleep. Minutes later, some lab
coats came in. One drew some of his blood into a vial much like had
been done earlier with her, though she suspected this was for a
different purpose.
    If this place was run by magic users, the therians
were having their blood stolen for use in magic. The second
technician snipped some fur and put it into a plastic bag. Yes,
they were using it for magic. Unless he was new, too, and they were
running tests on his genetic makeup. But somehow Sydney thought
they weren’t as interested in a run-of-the-mill werewolf as they
were in her freakish self.
    A couple of hours passed. Every now and then the
wolf twitched like he was having a dream. During this time, another
lab coat came in and took his old clothes away, replacing them with
fresh folded clothes.
    Sydney watched the preternaturals in the cubes below
her. A lot of them paced. Some slept while lab techs took blood.
Some were agitated. Others seemed resigned to their fates. How long
had they all been in here? How long would she be in here?
    When the wolf woke, he prowled the cube, pacing back
and forth, watching her in wolf form for several minutes. Hadn’t
the raw meat been enough to take the predatory edge off? She stayed
in the far corner of her cube, trying to remain as far from him as
possible, but somehow she knew he could smell her through the
glass. And if she were any kind of proper vampire, she would have
been able to smell him, too.
    She should be more distressed by the general
situation, but the anxiety over the wolf had been successfully
distracting her over all the possible threats to her safety here.
The magical humans were the real enemy. She knew that. But it was
hard to keep that thought in the forefront of her mind when the
wolf kept growling and watching her like she was a bone he wanted
to gnaw on.
    Finally, the tension eased and he shifted back to
his far-too-gorgeous human form. This guy had to be working out
somehow because nature didn’t just give somebody muscles like that.
Jacob had spent hours in the compound’s gym every week, and yet
even he hadn’t been this delicious-looking.
    Sydney’s hand flew to her mouth when she realized
her fangs had popped out. Did she want to sleep with him or have
him for dinner?
    Yes.
    He wasn’t the only predator here. Too bad nature
hadn’t given her anything to back that up with.
    The werewolf noticed her gawking
and came to the edge of his cube, the closest he could get to her.
He stood in all his naked glory staring her down until she averted
her eyes. God, Syd, what is wrong with you?
    If the attraction were mutual,
maybe he wouldn’t try to break through the glass and maul her, but
the hard look in his eyes gave her little hope of that. She glanced
surreptitiously through the veil of her blonde hair to watch him
turn and move to his clothes in the center of his cube. She tried
unsuccessfully not to ogle his back and his ass and the back of his
thighs. Stop, Syd!
    She was stopped from further angering the wolf or
embarrassing herself beyond repair by the too-happy robotic
voice.
    “ Number 5857B,
please prepare to exit your cell for daily
exercise.”
    The glass door on her cube slid
open. But then, so did the door to the