This is a longer teaser for you as it’s release day tomorrow…
What are you looking forward to most about these characters?
I gave a short sigh of relief and swallowed against my dry throat, unable to resist the urge to wipe my sweaty palms down my jeans. My skin prickled with awareness, so I scanned the cage. Red studied me coolly, almost as if he was wondering what I’d do next.
I dragged my gaze away from the cold hearted fucker. It was more important to be aware of what was happening in this cage.
Claws sliced and teeth ripped. Flesh and blood splattered the floor and walls. The overwhelming coppery scent of blood was a catalyst for the other shifters to take each other on. I pushed back against the bulkhead of the plane, hoping it would soon be decided who the alpha was, finally establishing a hierarchy. It didn’t matter to me who won since not one of them here deserved my loyalty. I looked after myself. And bowing to an alpha wasn’t going to happen—ever.
The guards continued to watch the struggle impassively. Red had closed his eyes again.
How could he sleep through this racket, with the stench of blood and death everywhere?
I kept my head down, attempting to look as non-threatening as possible. The amber-eyed male across from me remained still but alert, his body relaxed. It was a deceptive posture. Anyone with any sense would know he was ready to attack.
Red opened his glowing eyes and tilted his head. “Light them up.”
The guard nearest the cage flicked a switch and I could have sworn lightning struck me. My whole body spasmed, my muscles turning to concrete, as my teeth snapped together. Mercifully, it finally stopped, and everyone fell to the ground. Groans and cries echoed around me. All the shifters had received the same jolt of energy from their collar. The male wolf roared, an inhuman sound of anger and challenge.
Red looked over. “Again.”
This time as my muscles seized, Fire reared inside me, smashing through her confines in my soul. “No,” I whispered, trying to keep her at bay. I couldn’t let these guards see her. Here was not a good place for her to be released. There were far too many witnesses. I glared at him. Evil fucker!
His gaze turned to me. His body uncoiled and he leaned forward, elbows on his knees. His eyes were like something from an eighties vampire flick; they actually glowed. Through my eyes, Fire looked right back at him. He huffed, a smirk curling his mouth as he leaned back.
I had no idea what that meant, but it was clear he knew about Fire. That thought turned my blood cold. Why was he keeping it to himself?
“Cut it. That should keep ‘em quiet while we land.”
© Karen Tomlinson 2020