Running In Fear: Cupid’s Venom

Ravenous Romance Six years of living in a cell sure can be hell on a girl. Not to mention the fact that Cecil Windstream was only sixteen years old when her family was taken away to be experimented on. After escaping, all Cecil wanted to do was die, but unfortunately the snake DNA that had been injected into her wouldn’t let her die, and either will her mates.

Tug Brimstone was an alpha wolf by nature, but even he wasn’t as powerful as his Remi LeBlathe, their true alpha. Happy to be the new head master in their jointly owned BDSM nightclub, Tug wasn’t looking for anyone, but fate had another plan for him. In less than two days, he finds he has three mates, two who are part snake and wolf, and now he’s tempting fate by injecting snake DNA into his own body so he can mate with them.

Rory Sherwood is mate to Tug Brimstone, Clayton Glands, and Cecil Windstream. How can one tiny female who has been beaten, experimented on, and is a virgin overwhelm him to the point where he forgets his own name, let alone seriously changing his DNA, just so he can mate with her?

Clayton Glands, the muscle behind the National Council of Wolf shifters, has hidden a family secret all his life, but in less than twenty-four hours he has found his mates, exposed his secret, and gained a son.

In a one-week time span, three alpha males Tug, Rory, and Clayton must protect their female from the scientists Cecil had escaped. Not only is her life in danger, but also her son’s, and the future of every shifter around. The war against good and evil is coming to a head and their journey is just part of the story to come.

Excerpt

Her smile quickly faded and her big brown eyes filled with tears.

“I wasn’t smiling because of you two. I was remembering when I turned.

The scientists were in the room and I attacked one, killing him.”

Rory started to get up, but fell down onto the couch, grabbing his stomach.

Tug doubled over and growled. “Get out, now.”

Cecil jumped off the desk and pushed the reluctant doctor out of

the room. “No, I have to be here in case something happens,” he protested.

“I’ll stay here and let you know. They won’t attack me.”

Cecil looked back at Tug and cringed.

His skin swelled and split open. Greenish yellow skin replaced the

old skin. Fangs started to protrude, venom dripped out of fangs.

Rory fell off the couch, and soon joined Tug as his clothes fell away from his body. Cecil had been right. He didn’t want to attack her, but he sure wanted to mate with her. His legs and arms disappeared into the skin of the snake’s as he slithered around on the floor.

Tug rose, his body swaying back and forth. He flinched, staring at the big snake in front of him. Damn, she was right. He moved closer to

her.

“I told you two. Well, at least you aren’t deformed, as far as snakes go. In about a half hour, you’ll change back.”

“Cecil, is everything in there okay?” the doctor asked through the door.

She groaned and watched Rory attack the door as she sat back, not  moving. “It would have been fine if you hadn’t said anything. Now Rory his his fang in the damn door.” Cecil moved very carefully to him.

“Easy, Rory. I have to get you unhooked. Please don’t bite me.”

Tug hissed, pissed off as she put herself in danger getting Rory unhooked. “Don’t hiss at me, Tug. I can’t very well leave him hooked to the door.” She glanced at him over her shoulder. “I hope you two know I hate snakes, and if you bite me, Rory, I’m going to bite that little thing in between your legs.” She grabbed his head gently, removing his fangs from the door.

She sighed and leaned against the door as Rory hissed at her.

“Don’t even think about it.”

Tug curled up by her feet, staring when he felt the wrenching pain inside him start again. He hissed, moving away from her and into the
middle of the room. He didn’t know how much time had passed before he could feel his arms and legs pushing through the snakeskin. The shed skin fell to the floor.

The fangs retreated and his vision returned to normal as he glanced around the room. His skin was covered in slime. “What’s the…last phase?” he snarled.

Cecil moved out of the way as the doctor pushed back into the room. He glanced around the room and picked up parts of their fallen skin.

“I want to take these to the lab. Do you mind?” He glanced at Tug, who shook his head.

“No, get them out of here.”

Cecil stood and stretched. “The final phase, well, you’re seeing it now.” Then she backed up two steps.

Tug doubled over, throwing up everything he had in his stomach.

“Your body is getting rid of toxins from the snake,” Cecil said.

“You now have a special sack inside your throat where the venom is kept, but everything else is being thrown out by the wolf. I’ll go get a bucket of hot water and the mop because it’s going to stink in here in a few.” Cecil moved towards the door, but the doctor stopped her.

“Cecil, wait. I want to get samples of this too.” The doctor ran from the room, carrying the skins. Someone squealed in the kitchen and he knew it was Jaycee.

“Damn it, Doc. You could have put those away before you came in here.” Remi snarled and came into the room. He watched Tug and Rory
for a moment, then looked at Cecil.

“You okay?”

She nodded. “I’m fine. I’d better get the hot water and mop.”