Enemy Red by Marie Harte Page B

his werewolf glory. He’s alpha through and through, but he’s never done anything to impede your rule, and you know it. Goldie can handle you, sister wolf. Don’t fuck it up.”
    He kissed her on the forehead and left. Jericho and his blunt two cents.
    But he had a point.
    She watched her father take enspelled poison out of Fenris and thought about all she knew of the male. Aside from the perfection of his body and the amazing sex they continued to have each night, Fenris would make a remarkable mate. Intelligent and thoughtful, he listened without giving her constant advice. Despite her insistence that he answer her questions about his clan, he refused. His loyalty made him that much more attractive.
    And what about his decision to help her family stop their curse, a curse that had twice now affected him? Fenris had no reason to help her father, yet, according to Rurik, he’d volunteered to help end the curse because of her, not the clan.
    What should she make of him? And why did her heart race only in his presence? Going into heat should have put her in immediate sexual desire for any male within reach. She only burned for Fenris. She liked his wolf, the man, and that giant werewolf that had once again saved the day. She wanted to carry his young and watch a strong male, just like him, grow and develop into a responsible wolf.
    Rudra thought about him day and night. She smelled him on her, and she liked it. Loved it. Wanted more.
    “Red?” he groaned, reaching out.
    Quickly taking his hand in hers, she gripped it tight. “I’m right here, you stubborn werewolf.”
    “You okay?” he asked, still more concerned with Rudra’s welfare.
    Her mother sighed and murmured, “He’s a keeper.”
    “I’m fine, Fenris. I think you’re the one with the problems.”
    “No.” His voice grew stronger and his wounds faded under her father’s healing touch. “I just lost a lot of blood.”
    “And dealt with ghoul toxin. I’m so sorry about this,” her father apologised. “In just one more week, the full moon will appear. I’ve tripled my spells around the village, but I hadn’t thought to cover the communal areas in the forest, as well.”
    “It’s okay, Rurik. With any luck, Mikhail will be there waiting when the moon’s at its peak. I can’t wait to get my claws into the bastard.” Fenris’ eyes gleamed with anger, and he tightened his hold on Rudra without being too harsh. “I won’t let him touch you, Red.”
    She cleared her throat, annoyed to feel on the verge of tears. “You helped my clan today. You saved Jericho .”
    “I know how much you love him.”
    But what about how much she loved Fenris? Did the idiot wolf not comprehend his importance to her? But why should he, when you go out of your way to remain distant? She sighed.
    “He’ll be okay.” He tried to reassure her.
    “It’s you I’m worried about,” she snapped. “Now shut up and let my father finish.”
    Fenris shot her a dopey grin and closed his eyes. “So damn bossy.”
    When her father finished, Fenris lay asleep.
    “Can you take us back to my place?” she asked.
    “Yes. But before I do, I’d like to know your intentions.”
    “Dad?”
    “I like Fenris. He has no one here willing to speak for him. Though maybe Jericho would, now that he’s seen what I’ve known about this pup from the first moment I laid eyes on him.”
    She groaned. “Don’t call him a pup. That makes me feel like a cradle robber.”
    “You’re still a pup in my eyes.” Rurik smiled. “Now, tell me. What are you going to do with him? Use him for your own gain, or set him free like the true alpha of her clan would?”
    “But I want him to help our clan, not just me.”
    “Honey,” her mother said softly. “We are who we are because we’re different than the others. Wouldn’t using Fenris to further our agenda, against his own kind, be just as wrong as the Silver Clan and their actions against us?”
    Rudra rubbed her eyes, tired. “Yes.