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by Eve Langlais
Kodiak Point Book Five
She might think she’s captured the wolf, but in the end, he’ll take her heart.
Brody is a soldier who misses the excitement of the military and its missions. He retired to work as clan beta in Kodiak Point. Talk about boring, until he’s captured by a foreign enemy.
Him, a prisoner? Not for long. This wolf will do anything in order to get away–even if it involves seduction.
First step in plotting his escape: pretend interest in a woman. But Layla isn’t just any woman. She’s special.
Not human. Not shifter. He doesn’t know what this exotic lady is other than his.
A prisoner for years, Layla isn’t sure what to make of the enemy who shares a cell with her. He promises her hope, but that would involve trust. Despite her doubts, she can’t help but be drawn to him. Unacceptable which means she does her best to drive him nuts.
Working together, can they escape the clutches of the enemy? And do they dare fall in love?
Welcome to Kodiak Point, where the wildlife might wear clothes, but animal instinct rules the heart.
Genre: Paranormal RomancePurchase link(s): Amazon ARe iTunes Kobo Google B&N
Content/Theme(s): Shifters, Military, Witch, Magic, Wolf
Release Date: January 06, 2015
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What’s this around my neck? Cold and heavy, it seemed someone had given him some jewelry. His fingers explored the metal band ringing his neck.
Argh. Someone collared me.
Was it childish to want to make choking noises? Probably, and he did restrain himself, but his wolf felt no such need and whined pitifully in his mind.
A wolf could handle plenty of things. However, he’d never willingly give up his freedom.
Getting caught was embarrassing, and Brody could see he’d have to work on escape if he intended to maintain his man card in good standing.
Time to give this contraption the slip.
He felt along the tubular metal ring, searching for a clasp. Only smooth metal met his touch. Seamlessly joined with no hint of a button or trigger.
It’s getting tighter, whined his wolf.
It wasn’t, but the setback of not quickly removing it didn’t sit well. Brody needed to try something different. Given he was stronger than the average man, he’d snap the fucking thing. Slipping his fingers around the ring, he tugged. He twisted. He cursed a storm—in more than one language.
The damned necklace wouldn’t come off.
Ack. Gurgle. His wolf collapsed into a mentally traumatized heap.
Brody almost laughed.
You are such a drama king.
His wolf gave him the mental equivalent of the evil eye.
When she awoke the next day, the sudden glare of the lights illuminating a shocking wake-up call, she noted that he’d indeed spent the night crouched, watching and waiting.
“Morning,” she said as she stretched.
Through the hank of hair on his forehead, he perused her. He grunted in reply.
“Aren’t you a ray of sunshine?” she said, rolling free of her blankets to stand.
“Being a prisoner will do that to a man.”
“Great. Not only am I stuck with you for the moment, but you’re a grumpy puss.”
“Whatever. Mind plugging your ears while I attend to business.”
“You’re going to pee?” He sounded so shocked.
“Yes. And brush my teeth. Is that a problem?”
“But I’m here.”
“So I noticed. Hence the request.”
“Woman don’t pee around men.”
How she wished that were true. “I have to go, and I see no reason to hold it in to protect your delicate sensibilities.”
“Yes, delicate. This is not a five-star hotel. Heck, on the scale of prisons, I don’t know if it even ranks a one. Which means, no walls, which means you get to hear and see it all. So get used to it. If it’s any consolation, I imagine you will have to tinkle as well at some point. I promise to not watch when you do.”
“I’ll escape before then.”
As Layla sat on the throne, her cheeks burning despite her brave words, she murmured, “Good luck with that.”
He’d thankfully already averted his gaze and now clapped his hands over his ears as she took care of her pressing bladder. He even hummed. She wondered what he’d do when her second order of business decided it needed tending. She’d gotten used to a lack of privacy over the years, but there was ugly, leering guards and cameras, and then there was handsome hunk in a cage with her.
Nothing screamed romance like seeing and hearing a woman pee.
Good thing I’m not planning seduction then.
Once she brushed her teeth, she returned to sit cross-legged on her bed. As if that were a sign, he finally rose to his feet and did his own version of a morning stretch.
She should have looked away. Pretended interest in a wall.
Yeah, that didn’t happen.
One glimpse of rippling flesh as he pulled his arms over his head, to the front, back, and she was mesmerized.
“Good thing there’s no flies left, or you’d catch some,” he remarked as he caught her staring.
She snapped her mouth shut. “Sorry. As you might have noticed, the entertainment level is kind of low, so anything new is kind of fascinating. Even you.” She tried to make it sound disparaging, but he smirked, too easily reading the lie.
“So what do you do all day?” he asked, still stretching his limbs.
“Depends on if the master is having a villain day or not.”
“A villain what?”
“Some days, the master likes to take me out of the cage, and he’ll have me set a group of animals on a task. Usually something nefarious. I call those villain days.”
“And when you’re not on a task for him?”
She shrugged. “Not much. I read. Insult the guards. Plot escape.”
His gaze caught hers. “Plot? What about executing an escape?”
“Like I’ve said. I’ve tried. So far, that hasn’t worked out so well for me.” Or else she wouldn’t be at number fifty-seven.
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