What words would you want etched on your tombstone ?
Rune Morwyn is a hunter, working to repay a blood debt. Mira is to be his last mark, but she makes him a bizarre offer that seems too good to be true. Is the wild attraction between them enough to upset her curse, and what will happen if he lets his normally guarded heart go?
“It’s that time of the month,” she quipped with a noncommittal shrug. Normally that meant something entirely different…and apparently for her the two didn’t cross. At least he had that to be thankful for. Bitchy and wolfing out? What a nightmare. “And just so you know, you’re the only stranger I’ve ever done that to.”
Do what? Was she serious?
“So you make it a habit of doing that sort of thing to regular acquaintances instead?”
“Not really,” she replied. She tossed her hair back over her shoulder with a twist of her head, and he caught a glimpse of a tattoo on the back of her neck—some sort of bird from the look of it. But Rune’s attention quickly focused somewhere else—before he realized it he was staring at her ass. The skirt she wore came to midthigh, and he could see from the way it hugged her gently flaring hips and rear that she wore nothing underneath. Confirmation of that fact remained on the leg of his pants, in a dry, pale streak.
The thought that only the thin leather had separated him from her bare flesh was enough to send his mind hurtling back toward the obscene. I could put off killing her long enough to have her, he thought. Heaven knew he wanted her in a bad way. It had been years—five of them, to be exact—since he’d had a woman, and this little one seemed to trip every trigger he had. Hell, Rune had even considered pulling her against him and doing more than just dance right there on the club floor, but that would be much too personal for such a dirty job.
Keeping it simple had never failed him before.
Damn if he didn’t want to back her up against the wall of the building and take her right here in the alley, though. Wolf or not, she was a woman, and an unusual, oddly beautiful one at that. Rune didn’t make a habit out of seducing his targets, but then again, he’d never had a female target.
Thunder rumbled in the distance, signaling the impending downpour. He could smell the rain in the clouds overhead. Being out in this would only slow him down after the job was done. And it needed to be done, he told himself again, focusing on the dagger clenched in his fist. Again he found himself not listening to common sense. Frustrated, he lifted his hand and prepared to plunge it into her chest.
“Since you’re planning on killing me anyway,” Mira said, turning back to face him just in time to catch his wrist in her hands. Damn, she was strong. Only the slightest flash of fear crossed her face before she reined it in and regained her cool exterior. Almost. Something new and wicked danced in her eyes. “Do you think you could put it off long enough to help me with an experiment?” She batted her lashes at him and offered a coy smile.
“Excuse me?” he barked through another bout of laughter, and she used his distraction to pry the weapon from his fingers.
“I want to use you.”
Yes, he thought as he surreptitiously dropped his hand to his crotch for a minor adjustment, use me any way you like. “What sort of experiment?”
“I’m curious to know if my research is correct.”
She wasn’t making this easy. He raised an eyebrow at her and tried unsuccessfully to curb his laughter. “And how exactly am I supposed to help you with this experiment?”
“I need you to take me home.”
That one sentence immediately sobered him. Was she really suggesting what he thought she was? Hadn’t he just been telling himself it was a bad idea to prolong this? But at the same time, hadn’t he also been weighing the options of doing exactly what she was suggesting?
Rune stared down his nose at the brazen little woman, ignoring the immediate tightening in his gut as he did so. Yes, he wanted her in the worst way imaginable. Yes, bedding her would make this job intensely personal. The question was, would he still be able to put that dagger in her hands through her heart when he was through with her?
He was pretty sure he would. It would only be sex, after all.