Kendra,” he said as he dragged her toward the gate at the edge of the compound. “But the truth is, you’re changed. You are no longer human, and, like it or not, you’re going home with me. You’ll need someone like me to help you adjust. I know what you’re going through.”
He didn’t really know what she felt. Galen had been born a shifter. All he knew was he couldn’t and wouldn’t let this woman out of his sight. If that meant helping her, it was his honor. If it meant protecting her, it was his right. Last, but certainly not least, if it meant caring for her for the rest of his life, that was Galen’s most fervent hope.
Chapter Nine
“If you think I’m going to just follow you to Michigan without a fight, you’re out of your mind.” Kendra jerked out of Galen’s grasp, rested her hands on her hips and glared at him. “I have a job, a life, to go back to.”
Galen turned and pinned her with a stare. “By your own admission, you have nothing. You have most likely lost your job because you have missed the last two days without calling in.” He leaned down, his face growing so close their noses almost touched. “Not to mention the fact that Dr. Thornton knows where you live. I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s waiting for you to go home so he can snatch you again.”
Kendra swallowed thickly. Why did he have to get so close? She fought the urge to lean into him and take a deep breath. She loved the way he smelled. It was a mixture of forest, soap and man.
He was right, though. She didn’t know how or why that lunatic searched her out, but he had known her name before they injected her. It lent credence to the idea that the doctor knew where she lived, worked and shopped for all she knew.
“That doesn’t mean he’ll try to kidnap me again.”
“Of course it does, woman. The man is crazy. He’s lost a good portion of his labs and his test subjects. What makes you think he wouldn’t do almost anything to regain one or two of the people he’s turned?”
“How—how many people has he turned?” Kendra brought her hand to her throat, her fingers tapping against the side of her neck. She frowned at her question. When had she started to believe this kook?
She stared up at the man who would have her believe that some madman had injected her with a serum that changed her from human to another species altogether. She could see the sincerity in his eyes, the honesty on his face. If there was one thing Kendra knew how to do, it was spot a liar. This man wasn’t lying. At least he didn’t think he was.
Great! Just great. Either he’s just as crazy as the asshole who kidnapped me or I really have been injected with something that changed my DNA and I’m really a shape shifting werewolf from hell.
“So what if I go with you to Michigan? What happens there?”
“We help you learn to adapt. How to hide what you are. How to shift on command instead of when your hormones demand it and, if you decide to stay, our alpha will see to it that you have a way to support yourself. I would even hazard a bet that he’ll find you a better job than the one you had before.”
“I doubt that.” Kendra walked over to the gate, threading her fingers through the chain link fence, and looked out at the cloud of dust heading their way. “Is that your friends coming?”
“Yes. They’ll be here in a minute. The white SUV is mine.”
“White, huh?” She turned to Galen, a half-smile on her face. “So, what are you then, the proverbial knight in shining armor who rides in on his modern white steed?”
“Something like that.” He watched the vehicles approach without looking at her. “Will you go with me willingly?”
“And if I don’t?”
“Don’t ask me questions to which you don’t want the answer.”
“Don’t kid yourself. I want the answer.” She had to know if he would force her to go. If he did, that wouldn’t make him or his friends any better than the madman who had