Preternatural: An Erotic Paranormal Romance Collection (3 Book Bundle) by Cara B. Connor

“I’m not going anywhere until you explain to me what you’re doing out here. Are you on drugs?”
    “Please, Jen,” he started to explain, but then a pain hit him in the chest like a pro baseball player hitting a homer into right field. He roared out in pain.
    Jennifer grew quiet on the other side of the door for a second. Then, she started yelling again, “Lucas! Lucas! Are you okay? What’s wrong Luke?”
    Lucas lay there in pain, unable to speak. Then she started to yank on the doorknob when he did not answer her!
    “Nooooo!” he yelled, but just then another pain ran through his body and he curled up on the floor.
    He instantly knew that tonight was going to be one of those really bad nights. One of those nights where he would change more than he wanted to. Right then the door flung open… Jennifer looked about the cabin searching for Luke, with the light from the full moon shining behind her, silhouetting her beautiful frame. After a second or two of looking about the room she found him, her eyes filled with worry and concern.
    But before she could step closer to him he saw her face twist with horror as he changed into a werewolf, right then and there, right in front of her! He fought the urge to kill her since he still had the mindset of a person inside that huge furry body… but he knew that would only last for a short while longer.
    All Jennifer saw, though, was her man morphing into a scary, eight foot tall, hairy wolf-type thing, with horrible yellow eyes, fangs bared dangerously, drool dripping from the incredibly large mouth… standing there in the moonlight looking at her as he wobbled drunkenly from one foot to the next.
    Jennifer was not a stupid woman. She turned and ran.
    Lucas, the man, wanted to run after her, but he knew there was no way that Lucas the werewolf, would ever be able to talk to her now, not looking like this. He would only scare her to death… or maybe worse. Tonight’s change was already much stronger than usual and he didn’t know for sure how long he would be able to control his bloodlust. Jennifer was the last person on earth he wanted to hurt.
    He couldn’t, and wouldn’t, be able to live with that knowledge if he did hurt her. So he waited until her heard the sound of her car driving away before he dared move a muscle. Lucas the man was quickly fading away in his mind… the feeling of helplessness, of not being able to talk to Jennifer and explain things to her… it was becoming harder and harder for him to form a thought. And then there was only blackness…
    The angry werewolf tore the forests apart that night, venting his anger; he only knew that he was angry, but not why. And he was hungry too… so he started looking for prey. In his derangement, he pulled up a couple of trees, flattened the fence around the cabin, dented his car pretty good in a couple of places, scratched up the hood and roared himself hoarse.
    The next night, well, it was even worse. The blood rage overcame him again, even after eating everything in his tiny cooler, so he wandered a few miles away from the cabin in his werewolf state in search of something to eat. The next morning he awoke to a full stomach… a very full stomach.
    When he turned his head, looking about as he tried to get up, completely naked, he saw the carcass of half a deer lying right next to him – the bottom half. He had devoured half a deer and who knows what else! His stomach ached and from looking at the “beer belly” he now had, he knew the rest of the deer was in there!
    But things could have been worse. He knew that – and he hoped that the deer was the worst thing he did since he had no memory of basically anything else from the last few nights. As soon as Lucas made his way   back to the cabin, totally naked, he rushed into the pitiful cabin that he called home once a month, got dressed as best he could with the new distended stomach, packed the car and hurried back home to explain things to Jennifer.
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