Wake a Sleeping Tiger
n't enough to stop him,
her walk away. He'd know
ng. And when it happened
wild independence and p
The thought of the dan
an he could
d, his lips lowering to
stake straight to his bal
To back her against the w
r. He'd take her from be
er thighs as his tee
raking over the tender
ng, releasing, his tongue
shoulders, her head rest
hat left her throat one of
is senses, the reaction so
de him that he knew h
hing
hing
d pulled her to him, Cu
ed back
e taste of her skin, so s
ning his back on her, he
ught to get a g
d him. He'd never let hi
, before his wife's pain
like another presence
orry." What more cou
t, even t
bye, C
from the kitchen to the
her before pulling back, f
led back in fury, a snar
d his fist into the wall,
ing dr
at his knuckles, his fin
asn't just the fist that
and was balled so tight
he flesh o
, forcing himself back
tter on t
mself, he ripped it to
ching them flutter wit
d be
mned way to show him h
ess dangerous operation
he should have done it a
ce. She was funny, insig
'd run
, though Chelsea wasn't
better than that. And s
give her a day or two, l
n she'd
't have be
't allow
G
s just
tangled black hair and
a's guts, formed a l
racing heart. Logic and t
to move into
r. Te
arnings of evil were pu
the child stu
ust a little bit closer.
calculate everything perf
ly one who died in this
lowed her to pick up ev
The sight of huge bite m
nightmares. If she survi
spilling more down the a
o
r fell to the child's s
sed and swollen face. Sh
s definitely, possibly
out of there fast, the
right here. Come on,
ma
o doubt useless, but stil
ower of rock that hid he
die
self. If they saw her, t
Desert Runner she'd taken
f a nightmare she could
fears didn't hold a
filled the night with
e little baby, keeping he
od seeping steadi
tures pushing the chil
onceive monsters such as t
il
on, Louisa, you're al
eyes on the child, will
shadows, ready to scoop
his ni
night carried the hoar
hid. "Momma, help me."
l with agony and threaten
ring her
e now, then she'd lose
no way to fun
he child only long enou
the little girl stum
ere keeping Louisa in
heir field of vision, the
t close enough to stop he
ahead of them unti
unner, but she knew he
edge on the ones being
ed their vehicles for sp
e Coyotes' Runner would
a good h
ldn't
, Chelsea gritted her te
littl
Come this way. I'
." The little voice wa
time was r
carried ready, Chelsea
ll, silent. The body-wa
keep the little girl wa
y raced through the cold
do little to st
ps and laughter fillin
sea, her dazed eyes star
e darkness
isa was almost in plac
about thirty minutes aw
d for word of their daug
opposite direction; the
Rock had drawn
of information Chelsea
creatures closer to Pinon
t out. She was turning a
hen she'd hea
er knees and Chelsea fe
so c
he whispered, a breath
didn't
et, jerky, uncoordinated
of th
sea
rapped the dark blanket
arms and ran the ten feet
ld jump into the Runner
. There was no time to sec
te sea
t
just
raining harness around
e sound of her gasping b
ea
e night as Chelsea slam
t forward. The deep tread
all but picked up and
y min
erves estate, and she w
gone out, refusing to w
ner was equipped with a
rom them for her
ras and radar were wor
those bastards we
ave never co
o circu
in backup when she fi
Linc was manning commu
dered h
in the area when sh
t night that the Cerveses
mpound by suspect
anaged that, she
eras again, she calcul
mer of hope. She was ac
'd be. Not
xactly safe once she ar
rves family had brutal
t wait to ask questio
or again, her jaw tighte
she heard power build i
her teeth and restraining
side of t
n't bullet resistant a
eras and the sound of a
ner, had her using every
arder,
behind her, but the pi
ng just out of reach of
yet, and she was runnin
e prepared to shoot at the
gates would definite
renaline pumped fast an
r raced throu
nds on the steering whe
he didn't dare take one
ears old, though, and C
the child co
year
d her young mind ever
ned t
y min
through the night
on the Runner was ed
hard, this fast,
Any minute she should s
ate like a damne
ed it earlier in th
Surely they w
they w
e estate w
ext rise, those lights
the Coyotes were firing
ad Chelsea quickly twist
er. The chance of a bulle
as no protecti
he estate, she could se
The gates weren't openin
r side would be exposed
be easy t
metal of the Runner's f
rd the gates, her teeth
If she could just make it
ugh
rves guards didn'
ed the Breed Undergrou
d BU on the front guard w
e dumbass just hoping to
and m
inging the mur
creamed above the soun
tightened around her, b
her night suit from the l
s cold
aiting for
a Cerves-the Blood Qu
l who still whimpered for
have wasn't someth