Read Doe and the Wolf (Furry United Coalition, #5) for Free Online

couldn’t help tossing her a wink and a wide grin.
    How awesome the way she managed to redden brighter than her sweater. “I can’t believe you said that.”
    “I can’t believe you blushed. Didn’t that kind of modesty go out with ankle-length skirts?”
    “Someone needs to wash your mouth out with soap.”
    “My mother tried that.”
    “And?”
    “She didn’t find the bubble I blew out my nose very entertaining. But we weren’t discussing how I became so awesome. You were about to give me your name.”
    “No I wasn’t.”
    “I’ll pants you in public if you don’t.” Ah, how cute. There she went turning red again.
    “That is the most juvenile threat I’ve ever heard.”
    “Yup, and yet, I’ll do it. Hope you shaved your girl parts, or we might hear some screams of ‘Sasquatch’.”
    She sighed and shook her head. “I knew I should have used handcuffs.”
    “Mmm, kinky. If you want, we can go back to the cabin so you can try again.”
    With a roll of her eyes, she muttered. “You wish, wolf.”
    “The name, as I mentioned before, is Everett, and you are...” He peered at her expectantly.
    She sighed. “Dawn.”
    “Dawn who?”
    “Doesn’t matter.”
    “Well, Dawn Doesn’t-Matter, can I buy you a piece of pie?”
    “I’d rather have a cheeseburger and some fries,” she said wistfully.
    “Deal.” Because, as it so happened, he could use a bite to eat too.
    “Wait a second, deal for what?”
    “I buy you all you can eat, and you tell me why FUC wants you back, dead or alive.”
    “Dead!” She squeaked. “But I didn’t do anything.”
    “Not going to deny you’re on their list of escapees?”
    Her shoulders slumped. “Is there any point?”
    “No.”
    “Then I won’t deny it.”
    “Come on, we’ll talk it over with some food.” Because there was no mistaking the grumble of her tummy. Dangerous fugitive or not, if he had to guess, he’d wager Dawn had missed one too many meals.
    They seated themselves in the corner of the restaurant at opposite ends of a worn leather booth, the cushions bandaged with duct tape. He waited for the waitress to dump a pair of plastic-coated menus before bombarding her with questions.
    “So, Dawn, what’s the scoop? Why are you considered a menace to society?”
    Her nose scrunched. “I’d hardly call myself a menace.”
    “Says the girl who left me tied to a bed.”
    “Oh, please. I’m sure it’s not the first time.” Her sly innuendo had her ducking her head, but she couldn’t hide her smirk. Shy, demure with a touch of mischievous. He was liking her more and more.
    “No, not the first time, but usually the lady in question sticks around to enjoy her handiwork.”
    The comment made her squirm in her seat. “I’m not that kind of girl.”
    “A shame.” Really, it was. “But enough teasing, and avoiding the question. Why is it you’re wanted? Are you a traitor to shifter kind? A spy? A serial killer masquerading as a cute and harmless woodland creature?”
    “How about none of the above?”
    “There’s got to be a reason they’re offering such a substantial reward for your return.”
    “Ever gotten screwed for being in the wrong place at the right time?”
    More like the right place at the right time, but he nodded so she’d continue.
    “They want me because of an accident. A few months ago, some hyena and a rat snagged me as I was coming home from work. Knocked me out cold. When I woke, I was in some cage, prisoner of someone called Mastermind.”
    “The rodent who wanted to rule the world?”
    “Yes. That’s her. The crazy critter kidnapped a bunch of us. I was lucky. The FUC crew arrived to the rescue only a few weeks into my incarceration, just before they were about to start me on some experimental drugs.”
    “What were they doing prior to that?”
    “Analyzing me. They ran a gamut of tests on me; blood, exercise, stress, and more, so they could know everything about me before they started the trial drug runs.