Animal Heat: A Paranormal Romance (The Animal Sagas) Read Free Page B

were on a little league baseball team, you played in the outfield. Late in the ninth inning, you made a running catch for a fly ball. You tripped over a rabbit hole and broke your right ankle. However, you still managed to catch the ball, and won the game for your team. You refused to let your father take you to the hospital until you had gotten celebratory ice cream with your team. You had rocky road, 2 scoops, with hot fudge sauce, whipped cream and a cherry on top,” she paused, and the silence was filled by Clay’s quiet swear. “I regret my hasty words lady,” he said respectfully, then he glanced over at the alpha. “Ben, I withdraw my objections.”
    Lynda then slowly let go of Clay’s wrist and opened her eyes. The room was spinning around her, using her power in this manner was always draining to her. But having to use it on a Were was even worse because they were so much more powerful than mere humans and had powers not unlike her own. She took a hesitant step towards Wilder, lost her balance a bit – but her shaky legs couldn’t carry her any farther. As she felt her balance begin to give, he moved more swiftly than her eye could even see. In an instant, Lynda found herself wrapped in the Alpha’s powerful arms.

Chapter 6

    The rest of you may leave now. Lynda and I have much to discuss.” The statement was clearly not a suggestion when delivered in his authoritative tone. The rest of the werewolves quickly filed out of the cabin, and soon the two were alone in the room. Wilder carefully placed Lynda on his couch, and then drew a warm blanket over her. Lynda could not overlook his tenderness, which was in opposition to the power he exuded. Then he knelt in front of her, so that their heads were on the same level.
    “Tell me, why are you here, Lynda? Really?” The werewolf asked her quietly, his eyes seeking hers. “I realize you need help, but why come to me, specifically? Was it only because of our previous conversation? You don’t even know me.”
    Closing her eyes, so she wouldn’t have to watch his head spin around her, Lynda answered. “You are the alpha of a powerful pack. You have the resources I need to help my sister. All my contacts tell me you are an honorable man, and that once you give your word, you don’t go back on a promise.”
    She paused for a moment, drew in a long breath and then continued to speak, her words muffled by her exhaustion. “Plus you are unmated – you have no young, her younger sistere sister? though pack dynamics will soon require you to have them. As for myself, I need a sire for my own children. I will not allow my lineage to die off.”
    She opened her eyes and stared directly into his. “I absolutely cannot allow my line to die off. I will not! Please, Alpha Wilder, help me.” The pleading blossomed beyond her voice, to fill her eyes with tears waiting to overflow their boundaries. Lynda was a proud woman, there was no question about that, but for the sake of her sister she was willing to beg if that would sway Ben to accept her offer.
    “Call me Ben.” He told her. Closing her eyes again against a mixture of emotion and dizziness, Lynda sighed and nodded her head slowly. “Does that mean you are going to help me, Ben?” she asked him, her quiet voice weighted with her desperation. Instead of answering her, he asked her another question. “Who has your sister?”
    Lynda took a shaky breath before telling him. “Jonathan Anderson declared fuitina and kidnapped her last night from our house just outside of the town.” She waited, hoping against all hope that the name would not deter him.
    “The son of Jonas Anderson, leader of the Dark Fang?” he asked quietly. Lynda, worried about his response to this new information, nodded to confirm his words. She forced herself up into a sitting position and began to explain exactly what had happened.
    “Sonya met him at a local bar a few weeks back. Rumors had been floating around about who we were,” she