Shifters captive, p.17
Shifters' Captive, page 17
Intriguing idea. At least then he might get some sleep.
Finding himself at the window, he threw the casement fully up and stuck his head out into the fresh, cooling air. His “apartment”—a tiny room that served as both bed chamber and private office—was on the ground floor, and looked out onto one of the kitchen courtyards. As if he needed anything to remind him about his true position in the queen’s life. Useful, as a pen or a piece of furniture was useful, and taken for granted to the same degree. Did she even see him when she turned those huge, blue eyes up to his in yet another request or demand? She’d look right through him tomorrow night to get at some handsome, unscrupulous rogue who could cause the kingdom untold damage, even let Malevolin in…
A loud crash interrupted his bleak speculation. Blinking, Sebastian saw a figure fighting its way out of the dustbins in the corner of the courtyard.
“Goodness me!” it whispered as more bins fell. “Oh goodness me, what a… Oh, dear.” Stumbling clear at last, the figure shook itself out and by the light of the moon and his own lamp, Sebastian saw that it was a woman. A very small and very old woman in a black, hooded cloak from which strands of white hair straggled free.
“What in the world are you doing?” he asked, amused.
The old woman jumped. “Oh, goodness! Oh, dear!” she said again. “I think I arrived in just the wrong…” As she spoke, she drew closer to him, peering hard into his face. “But then again… What’s your name, young man?”
“Sebastian,” he said dryly. “What’s yours?”
“Oh, that’s not important.”
“It might be to the guards when they arrest you for trespassing.”
“Arrest me?” The old woman looked stunned. “They can’t arrest me! Cinderella would never allow it!”
Sebastian frowned at her. He was sure he’d never seen her before. “Why? Who the devil are you?”
The old lady smiled—a singularly sweet if vague smile. “I’m your fairy godmother, of course.”
“Of course,” Sebastian sighed. He’d have one of the guards take the poor old thing home.
“Well, strictly speaking, not your fairy godmother, but I do like to help the unhappy—and you are unhappy, aren’t you, dear?”
“Not in the slightest,” said Sebastian, giving her the look that withered haughty noblemen.
“Nonsense, you drew me here like a bullet. No wonder I landed so abruptly. Dustbins indeed! Anyhow, now that I am here, what’s your problem?”
“I do not have a problem.” Apart from you.
He was already drawing his head back in, preparatory to summoning the guard, when she enquired, “Going to the ball?”
In spite of himself, Sebastian smiled sourly over his shoulder. “Organizing the damned ball.”
“So you’ll be there? Then perhaps I can grant you a wish.”
I wish you could.
“I did for Cinderella once, you know. At another ball. She met the prince, as he was then…” Her voice trailed off, unhappily. But Sebastian, against his better judgment, had turned to stare at her. The mad old trout actually brightened under his disbelief.
“Come on then,” she encouraged. “What would you like?”
Sebastian laughed. What I wish for, nobody can grant.
Shifters’ Captive
Bonnie Dee
Animal attraction is the essence of their power…
Magical Ménages, Book 1
Waitress Sherrie Stolz never thought she’d need her chatting-up skills to play along with a hot, sexy kidnapper who rants about were-animals and psychic possession. Then he proves his story by changing into a wolf before her eyes.
Human contact never interested John Walker, but his mission is desperate. The pack seer insists Sherrie is the only one who can save his people from a rash of mysterious comas. His connection with Sherrie is instant, powerful and beyond rational explanation. And then a third piece of the puzzle enters the picture.
Grant Perron follows his instincts only to find his prize in the hands of his rival. He’s poised for battle—until he learns his panther shifter clan suffers the same fate as John’s pack. But there’s more. When the three of them touch, the primal, erotic power surge swells like the waves of an earthquake.
Sherrie’s hands—and bed—are suddenly full, figuring out how to manage two snarling alpha males without giving in to the urge to knock their heads together. And channel her new-found power before a villain uses it to destroy them all…
Warning: Contains abduction, m/f/m ménage, oral & anal sex, rough sex, wilderness sex, astral projection sex and plain old sex in the bedroom—times three.
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