Wulf and the Bounty Hunter
by Gail Koger
Wulf knows Yakira is his soul mate. The only person he needs to convince is her, but with intergalactic terrorists on Yakira’s trail, there’s little time for romance. What’s a hot-blooded Coletti warlord to do?
Yakira feels safe and cherished with Wulf, but he is a Coletti; the ultimate predator with a taste for blood, a passion for battle and the need to control everything in his life. The big question is; how does she make Wulf understand she’s a powerful psychic with kick-ass bionic limbs and quite capable of taking care of herself?
My thoughts spun back to Wulf. Did I owe him an apology? Yeah I did. “I’m sorry. I never should have doubted you.”
“All I want to do is keep you safe. If I have to force your obedience to achieve that, so be it,” Wulf replied bluntly.
My temper spiked. Here I was, trying to make nice and he was going to be a jerk about it? “You need to realize being forced to do something against my will is abhorrent to me.”
“Obey me, and it won’t be a problem.”
Obey? Arrgh! I fought back the urge to whack Wulf upside the head with the battle ax hanging on his wall. “Gee, thanks for making it so simple that even a mere female can understand.” I stepped into the shower and started scrubbing.
“Are you being sarcastic?”
“What would make you think that?” Once the blood and Gorum slime was off me, I braided my wet hair into warrior braids. After all, I was going to war.
“You are being sarcastic.”
“Who said males were dumb as a rock?”
His tone one of resignation, Wulf asked, “Can we drop the subject for now?”
“Sure, honeybun, anything for you. Smooches.”