Page 26 of Monster Mistake

And she’d crawled out of bed and left him there without a word.

Holy hell, he probably thought she regretted their night together!

She renewed her struggles with the zip ties with a vengeance. As if being kidnapped by a delusional werewolf wasn’t bad enough, now the orc who probably was heractualfated mate was out there somewhere thinking she didn’t love him.

This was adisaster.

Maybe if she tipped her chair over, it’d break when it hit the ground, allowing her to pull her wrists and ankles free. She might also smack her head on the floor and give herself a traumatic brain injury. That’d suck.

But damn it, that was a chance she was just going to have to take.

Justine took a deep, cleansing breath, closed her eyes, and threw all her weight to the side. As the chair started to tip, she steeled herself, waiting for impact.

It didn’t happen.

When she cracked an eye open to see what had gone wrong, she found herself nose-to-nose with a very angry werewolf.

Gulp.

“You were lying,” he hissed through gritted teeth as he righted her chair. “You weren’t hungry. You just wanted to be alone so you could try to escape!”

He heaved a takeout bag of what smelled like Thai food against the wall.

She flinched, pressing herself as far back into her chair as she could. She knew the smart thing to do would be to play along and try to pacify the raving lunatic. It’s what Penelope Garcia would do. But Justine was tired, she actuallywashungry, and she had much better things to do than sit here with this idiot. So, she hissed right back at him, “Of course I was lying, you stupid asshole! You kidnapped me and tied me to a fucking chair!”

He shoved his hands through his hair, frustration drawing his features tight. “Why don’t you get it? This is fate! You can’t fight it! Why are you still trying?”

“Because I don’t love you! I can’t even remember your damn name! Why would fate give you a mate that doesn’t even remember your name? Not to mention that I’m in love with someone else!”

“No,” he said, furiously shaking his head. “You’re not.”

“I sure as shit am!”

“I can prove it to you.”

Well, if those weren’t the most terrifying words she’d ever heard in her life, she didn’t know what was. And that theory was proven when the crazy jerk lunged forward, grabbed hold of her hair, cranked her head to the side, and sank his teeth into her neck.

Justine wasn’t sure if the primal scream that split the air was actually coming out of her mouth, or if it was just happening in her head. She tried to fight, did her best to rock her chair away from him, but his grip on her was unbreakable.

“I’m going to fucking kill you,” she grated out through clenched teeth. “And if I can’t, myhusbandwill!”

Her voice rose so high on the wordhusbandthat hefinallypulled his mouth off her neck, dropping to his knees at her feet. While she fought to control her thundering pulse, he stared up at her, wide-eyed as her blood dripped down his chin.

“Holy shit,” he whispered. “You don’t feel it, do you?”

She scowled at him. “Were you dropped on your head as a child? Of course I feel it; you fucking bit me! I’m bleeding here!”

He shook his head slowly. “No. Not the bite. The mating bond. You don’t feel it, do you?”

“No! I told you already, I’m married. I love my husband!”

And that’s when Khill appeared out of thin air directly behind the werewolf and everything got a little…chaotic.

CHAPTER 18

Khill palmed the werewolf’s skull and tossed him to Riordan.

He’d deal withhimlater.

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