and tuck your tails between your legs—”
He gritted his teeth. “What do you want?”
“The question is what do you want, hot stuff? I’ve been waiting for your call. You left me hanging, and that’s something you promised you wouldn’t do.”
“I didn’t promise you shit,” he said, but his heart was hammering. He had left the coven without making it absolutely clear he wasn’t interested in Circe’s offer of exchanging her dark art spell—which would free Arianna but kill him—for a round of wolf-on-witch sexploits.
“Well, you did brag quite a bit about your prowess, Jak dear,” Circe chastised. “You got me all hot and bothered. I was hoping you would take me up on my offer.”
Mason banged on the door, making Jak’s heart lurch.
“This really isn’t a good time,” Jak said, quiet but harsh into the phone. “And I’m not interested in your offer. I’ve made other arrangements.”
Her voice turned from smolder to ice in an instant. “Have you, now? Well, then, I’m glad I called. Because, darling, you see, you really don’t have a choice. Not if you want to keep secret this little yearning you have for an already-mated wolfy playmate.”
“What?” Jak pushed away from the door, locking it so Mason couldn’t barge in. He stalked to the window and peered out, looking for Mace and his pack. He couldn’t see anything. “What exactly are you threatening me with?”
“It’s not a threat, Jak darling, it’s an opportunity.” Her voice was back to purring. “You have something I want—namely your smoking hot body in my bed. And I have something you want—a little tidbit of information about that female you’re so hot for. I propose a trade.”
“Wait, what?” A chill ran through him. “What do you know about Arianna?”
“Oh, just the names of the people who sent those bounty hunters after her.”
Jak’s chest grew tight. He wanted to know who was after Arianna, but at this point, it was more important to get her free of Mace. And his plan to do that was seriously in jeopardy the longer he was on the phone with this witch. He was tempted to hang up.
“We can discuss that later.”
“I’m sorry, darling, later doesn’t work for me,” she said, her voice cool again. “In fact, maybe I’ll call that alpha of yours right now and let him know what his beta has been up to in his spare time.”
“No!” Jak’s breaths were starting to heave out of his chest. He rubbed a hand across his face. “Just… give me a little time.”
“I have a taste for wolf tonight, Jak.” Her voice dropped dangerously low. “And you don’t want to leave me hungry.”
He swallowed. “All right. I’ll meet you in an hour.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Her voice was back to the sex-drenched tone from before.
It churned his stomach, but in an hour, he planned to be in his car, heading for the state line with Arianna by his side. The witch could go to hell, then. He just couldn’t have her screwing things up for him right now. But if he left her high and dry, he had better make sure they were leaving the area in a serious hurry. And any information he wanted from her, he had better get it now.
“Now tell me what you know about the hunters,” he said.
“In an hour, lover,” she teased. “If you’re good.”
“Now.”
Mason banged on his door and rattled the knob. A cold sweat was breaking out on the back of Jak’s neck.
“You don’t want me coming to bed angry, do you?” he said into the phone. “Besides, you’ll still have my little secret to hold over me to make sure I show up.”
She paused. “Well, all right. No harm in it, I suppose. But you’re not going to like it, lover.”
“Circe…” he warned.
“It’s the girl’s family,” she said. “They want her back.”
With Arianna's family looking for her, Jak's plan to flee the state just got a lot more complicated. But before he can worry about that, he has to break her free of Mace's
He gritted his teeth. “What do you want?”
“The question is what do you want, hot stuff? I’ve been waiting for your call. You left me hanging, and that’s something you promised you wouldn’t do.”
“I didn’t promise you shit,” he said, but his heart was hammering. He had left the coven without making it absolutely clear he wasn’t interested in Circe’s offer of exchanging her dark art spell—which would free Arianna but kill him—for a round of wolf-on-witch sexploits.
“Well, you did brag quite a bit about your prowess, Jak dear,” Circe chastised. “You got me all hot and bothered. I was hoping you would take me up on my offer.”
Mason banged on the door, making Jak’s heart lurch.
“This really isn’t a good time,” Jak said, quiet but harsh into the phone. “And I’m not interested in your offer. I’ve made other arrangements.”
Her voice turned from smolder to ice in an instant. “Have you, now? Well, then, I’m glad I called. Because, darling, you see, you really don’t have a choice. Not if you want to keep secret this little yearning you have for an already-mated wolfy playmate.”
“What?” Jak pushed away from the door, locking it so Mason couldn’t barge in. He stalked to the window and peered out, looking for Mace and his pack. He couldn’t see anything. “What exactly are you threatening me with?”
“It’s not a threat, Jak darling, it’s an opportunity.” Her voice was back to purring. “You have something I want—namely your smoking hot body in my bed. And I have something you want—a little tidbit of information about that female you’re so hot for. I propose a trade.”
“Wait, what?” A chill ran through him. “What do you know about Arianna?”
“Oh, just the names of the people who sent those bounty hunters after her.”
Jak’s chest grew tight. He wanted to know who was after Arianna, but at this point, it was more important to get her free of Mace. And his plan to do that was seriously in jeopardy the longer he was on the phone with this witch. He was tempted to hang up.
“We can discuss that later.”
“I’m sorry, darling, later doesn’t work for me,” she said, her voice cool again. “In fact, maybe I’ll call that alpha of yours right now and let him know what his beta has been up to in his spare time.”
“No!” Jak’s breaths were starting to heave out of his chest. He rubbed a hand across his face. “Just… give me a little time.”
“I have a taste for wolf tonight, Jak.” Her voice dropped dangerously low. “And you don’t want to leave me hungry.”
He swallowed. “All right. I’ll meet you in an hour.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Her voice was back to the sex-drenched tone from before.
It churned his stomach, but in an hour, he planned to be in his car, heading for the state line with Arianna by his side. The witch could go to hell, then. He just couldn’t have her screwing things up for him right now. But if he left her high and dry, he had better make sure they were leaving the area in a serious hurry. And any information he wanted from her, he had better get it now.
“Now tell me what you know about the hunters,” he said.
“In an hour, lover,” she teased. “If you’re good.”
“Now.”
Mason banged on his door and rattled the knob. A cold sweat was breaking out on the back of Jak’s neck.
“You don’t want me coming to bed angry, do you?” he said into the phone. “Besides, you’ll still have my little secret to hold over me to make sure I show up.”
She paused. “Well, all right. No harm in it, I suppose. But you’re not going to like it, lover.”
“Circe…” he warned.
“It’s the girl’s family,” she said. “They want her back.”
With Arianna's family looking for her, Jak's plan to flee the state just got a lot more complicated. But before he can worry about that, he has to break her free of Mace's
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