Unleash the Night by Sherrilyn Kenyon Read Free Book Online

Wren’s chest. “It’s definitely a bullet wound. I have no idea how he got it. He knocked on the door, then fell down unconscious.”
    A second later, three of the Peltier quadruplets came in and helped Carson lift Wren to a surgical table. Margie joined them and quickly set about prepping the room for surgery.
    Margie Neely was one of the few humans who knew who and what the members of Sanctuary were. She was a petite redhead who had been a waitress in the bar until a mishap had betrayed the Weres to her. She’d been so calm and accepting that they had embraced her as one of their own and then paid to have her trained to be an assistant to Carson.
    Dev Peltier, who like his brothers was a younger copy of his father, moved back to let Carson near Wren again. “He was in a fight earlier tonight with some humans,” the young bearswain said. “I broke them up and sent them home. You don’t think one of them came back and did this to him, do you?”
    â€œNah,” his identical brother Remi said as he stepped away from the table they had placed Wren on. “They were rich pukes. They wouldn’t have dared endanger their trust funds for something like this.”
    Dev sighed. “Since it’s Wren, there’s no telling who he pissed off. But at least we know it was a human. No Were-Hunter would ever use a gun. It’s too crass.”
    Papa agreed. “C’mon, boys, let Carson work and we’ll find out what happened whenever Wren wakes up.”
    The bears withdrew while Carson scrubbed his hands.
    As Margie touched Wren’s side to prep him, he came awake with a vicious snarl, then lashed out at her.
    She jumped back with a curse and cradled her arm to her chest.
    Carson scowled as he realized Wren had torn her arm open. “Dammit, tiger,” he snarled an instant before he tranked Wren. Still he tried to fight Carson until the sedative took effect. “Watch that temper of yours.”
    â€œI’m okay,” Margie said as she wrapped a towel around her savaged arm. “It’s my fault. I didn’t realize he’d wake back up. I should have known better.”
    Carson shook his head as he inspected the damage Wren had wrought. She’d definitely need stitches. “I should have warned you. His kind are extremely vicious when wounded. They don’t like others anyway, and they’ve been known to shred anyone who comes near them.”
    â€œYeah, I was down in the bar when the humans threw a drink in his eyes. I’m still not sure how Justin and Colt managed to pull him away from them before he pounced.”
    Carson let out a tired breath. “Wren’s getting more unstable. I don’t know how much longer he can stay here.”
    He saw the concern in her eyes as she looked up at him. “That’s what Nicolette said after she sent Wren into Peltier House. If he pounces like that again, she’s going to make him leave.”
    Carson looked back at his unconscious patient. “God have mercy on him then. The best thing we could do is strip him of his powers and dump him back in the past in a rain forest somewhere. It’s probably what they should have done to him instead of bringing him here.”
    â€œNicolette is already making those preparations. Since his father went mad, she assumes Wren will follow.”
    Carson looked back at Wren. His chest tightened. He’d known the tigard since Wren had been brought here almost twenty years ago. Traumatized by the violent and gory deaths of his parents, Wren had just been entering puberty then. His powers had been unstable and shaky. But the powers had been too strong for them to strip, especially since the boy’s guard had been up. He’d trusted no one to come near him, and as a result, there had been no way they could control him.
    But now …
    Now Wren’s guard was extremely lax around them. At least most of the time. It would be easy