Dawson Fur Hire (Bears Fur Hire 5)
“The soft, constant snarl was the only sound in the quiet night. It wasn’t the happy or satisfied sound he rattled off when they were intimate. This was different. It was chill inducing. It was a hard warning that someone was going to bleed tonight.
“You smell like terror,” he said in a voice too low and too gravelly to be mistaken for human. And when he ghosted her a glance over his shoulder, his eyes were so light they were almost yellow, glowing from the inside out like twin flames.
If she hadn’t been scared before, Dalton would’ve pushed her over the edge.
Mustering her courage, she padded over the porch and rested her palm lightly on his shoulder. “It’s time,” she said.
Dalton arched his eerie gaze to the woods. “Do you remember the plan?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
He narrowed his eyes at her, and she gulped down the coward in her middle.
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