Page 23 of Hunting Savage
She turned her face up, blinking fast to keep from laughing.The vast ceiling glowed eerily above as if made of smoke and mirrors.“Where the fuck are we?”
“Where do you think we are?”
Aurora didn’t appreciate the mocking tone coming from the beautiful woman.It made it sound as if she were the stupidest female they’d had the displeasure to come across in a long fucking time.The female’s accented tone made Aurora hate her on principle alone.
“I don’t have a fucking clue where we are.One minute we were in a club and then the next,”—Aurora snapped her fingers, glaring at the other female—“I found myself here with the lot of you.”
“Calm down, love.Cleo, give her some grace.Imagine if you were in her shoes.”
Cleo snorted.“Oh, please.I don’t wear tennis shoes.”
Before Aurora could respond, the female flashed out of the room.
“Please excuse her, Vita Mea.I’ve never claimed anyone before.I think some of my people are having a hard time adjusting to the newness of the reality.”
Aurora didn’t care what the reasons were for Cleo’s rudeness, or what Savage thought caused it.She wasn’t claimed by him or anyone and couldn’t be bothered to do anything more than simply nod, hoping it appeased him.
“Come.I will show you instead of telling.”Savage held his hand out.
She eyed the large male palm.No sissy boy smooth skin.Her hand shook as she placed hers over his.“I’ll be holding you to your earlier promise.”
Savage smiled.“You’ll see.”
The world around her went dark and then brightened as she felt herself become light as air, then solid.Holy shit.If she’d had weight issues like many humans, Aurora would be freaking the fuck out at the feel of weightlessness changed to heaviness in a blink.She stumbled and would’ve fallen if Savage hadn’t wrapped his arms around her.His scent changed when she twisted to face him, staring up into his eyes that went darker than the night outside.Aurora found herself getting lost, mesmerized by their shiny, black orbs, as if they held the answers to her unasked questions.
She reached up, wanting to touch his lips to see if he was truly a real man.
“Why are you looking at me like that, Vita Mea?”he asked.
“I—don’t know what you mean,” she lied.
Savage looked over her shoulder and said, “I know you’re scared, but you’ll learn I’m the last being in the world you should ever fear.You should also know I can hear lies, and I detest them.”
This male could say whatever he wanted, but he didn’t have secrets he had to hide in order to stay safe and keep his family safe.Remembering she hadn’t found her sister, she stiffened.
“What’s wrong?”Savage gripped her hips, leaning down to stare into her eyes.
She didn’t want to get lost in his gaze again, feeling as if he had some sort of superpower in his strange orbs, so she closed her own.“I’m just worried about my family.”Not a lie.
He inhaled, but the stiffness eased.His grip wasn’t as tight.
“You have a big family?”he asked.
“No, actually, it’s just me and my little sister.I’ve raised her on my own for the past ten years and...I really need to get back to her, or she’ll be really upset.”
“We can bring her to us or go to her together.If she’s like you, then she must be special,” he mused.
“Do you mean she could get claimed, like you say, I am to you?Because let me tell you something, buddy, she’s not even eighteen years old.Far too young to be claimed by anyone,” she snarled, poking her finger into his chest with each word she spoke.She didn’t mention that her sister would soon be of age, which would surely put Starla in more danger.
Her little sister couldn’t shift.It wasn’t a weird quirk of her DNA or some shit.No, it was thanks to Aurora’s magical binding.Nevertheless, if Starla ended up like her, their animal side would push to the forefront twice a year during their natural heat.Aurora’s didn’t happen until right after her eighteenth birthday.Unfortunately for Starla, that time hit when some stupid shifters happened to be in the area.Dammit, stress obviously affected her sister differently than it did her.Which meant the damn males who had her sister would be finding it harder than hell to keep their hands, or rather, dicks, off of her innocent sister.And in turn, her sister’s heat would make Starla want the males.Fucking biology of shifters ensuring the continuation of the species.
“You know, it really turns me on when you snarl and poke me with that finger.I have an overwhelming urge to see if you get flushed as red all over as much as I can see above your collar.”Savage lifted her finger to his lips, kissing the tip.
“Oh my god, you—you can’t blurt shit like that out and then suck on my finger,” she moaned, unable to continue with a coherent thought.
Need unlike anything she’d ever experienced raced through her like fire, heating every inch of her being.
“Son-of-a-bitch, you’re going to make me lose my head,” he groaned.
