a to me。
〃You saved my swanmanes； Ms。 Blake。 You nearly got yourself killed doing it。 I couldn't risk the girls ing； they are not 。。。 〃 He looked down at his folded hands； then raised those changeable eyes to me。 〃They are like your Nathaniel victims。〃
〃Nathaniel is driving my Jeep with the rest of my people in it；〃 I said。
Reece nodded。 〃Yes； but the shape of his beast is a predator。 My girls are not。 If they lost control and changed during the meeting； they would be meat。〃
〃I agree with you； Mr。 Reece； but doesn't the same logic apply to you？〃
〃I am a swan king； Ms。 Blake； I will not change shape unless I will it so。〃
Will it so。 I'd never heard anyone put it quite that way。 Donovan Reece had a bad case of arrogance。 I wasn't going to talk him out of this。 Rafael had been trying to before I arrived。 Micah never offered。 He'd been very good about letting me do all the talking。 I liked that in a man。
〃Can you fight？〃 I asked。
〃I will not be a burden； Ms。 Blake； don't worry。〃
I was worried； because I could smell the blood just under his skin。 I could almost see it flowing under his flesh。 He smelled like meat and blood； and heat。 He smelled like food。 I'd been around shapeshifters that were prey animals； but I'd never realized you could tell by smell what wasn't a predator。 I knew by the gentle scent of him that Reece's beast was something soft and easily killed。 Something that would struggle but not hurt me。 I had to swallow hard； trying to slow my pulse； but it would not slow。 I wanted to drop on my knees in front of him and sniff his skin； rub my face against his bare arms until the short sleeves of his button…up shirt stopped me。 A white undershirt peeked out the top of the blue and white striped shirt。 I wanted to rip the shirt open； send the buttons popping through the air； take a knife from my wrist sheath and slit the undershirt； bare his naked chest and stomach。 But it wasn't the ardeur； it wasn't sex I was thinking about。 I wanted to see his stomach bare； to feel the soft tissue under my mouth； my teeth； to bite into 。。。
I covered my eyes with my hands； and shook my head。 What was wrong with me？
Micah touched my arm； gently。 〃Anita； what's wrong？〃
I lowered my hands and looked at him。 〃He smells like food。〃
Micah nodded。 〃Yes。〃
I shook my head again。 〃You don't understand what I'm thinking。 It's 。。。 frightening。〃 I couldn't say it out loud。 I wanted to feed on him； or at least sink my teeth into his flesh。 I think I could keep from actually feeding； but the urge to mark that flawless skin was so strong that I almost didn't trust myself。
〃When you told me why you marked Nathaniel I knew it was the hunger。〃 Micah said the last word like it should have been in capital letters。 〃It usually takes a few days； or weeks； before your first full moon； to have the hunger bee a problem。 It's okay to have thoughts； images in your head about feeding。 It's normal。〃
〃Normal。〃 I laughed； but it was a harsh sound。 〃What I'm thinking isn't even close to normal。〃 Again I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud。
〃What do you want to do to Reece？〃 Rafael asked。
I looked across the seat at him。 I opened my mouth to say； then glanced at Reece and stopped。 〃No； it's like telling a sexual fantasy in front of the stranger you just had the fantasy about。 It feels that intimate。〃
〃It is that intimate；〃 Rafael said。
I looked back at him； and his dark eyes held my gaze。 〃If you tell Mr。 Reece what you're wanting to do to him； then maybe he'll fly home。〃
〃A rat is a prey animal； too；〃 Reece said。
〃Everything that is smaller is a prey animal；〃 Rafael said； 〃but rats are omnivorous。 They eat anything that crosses their path； including humans； if they can't get away。 A wererat is not a small thing； Mr。 Reece； we are large enough to be the predators that our namesakes cannot be。〃
Reece was scowling at us all now。 He shook his head angrily and leaned forward and shoved his wrist into my face。 〃Get a good whiff； all of you seem to like it。〃
〃I wouldn't do that； if I were you；〃 Rafael said。
〃Listen to him； Reece；〃 Micah said。
I didn't say anything because the scent of his flesh so close was intoxicating。 It was like the most exotic perfume spread across silk sheets； with an undertone of fresh baked bread and some sweet jelly spread over flesh。 I had no word for it； but it smelled better than anything I'd ever smelled in my life。
I was holding his wrist； pressing the thin skin against my lips； before I realized what I was doing。 The skin was so tender； and I could smell the blood under that paper…thin layer of skin。 I wanted to do more than smell it。 I wanted to taste it； to feel his flesh give under my teeth； to have the blood gush warm in my mouth； to 。。。 I jerked away from him and crawled across Micah； across the seat to huddle in the far corner as far away from the swan king as I could get and not jump out the door。
There must have been something on my face； in my eyes that scared him because his eyes widened； his full mouth opened slightly。 〃My God； your control really is that bad。〃
I managed to say； 〃Sorry。〃
〃Do you really want to put yourself in the midst of hundreds of us？〃 Rafael asked。
〃I won't be bluffed；〃 Reece said。 〃You won't hurt me。 From everything I've heard about Anita； and you； Rafael； you're the good guys。〃 His gaze flicked to Micah。 〃Him； I don't know； but I do know that the swans have never thrown their allegiance to anyone。 We've been autonomous。 The fact that I'm supporting Anita and her pard will mean something to the wolves。 We are weak as battle allies； but that any animal other than her own would ally with her pard will mean something to their Ulfric。〃
I huddled on the far corner of the seat； arms hugging my legs to my chest； a position not really meant to be performed while wearing a shoulder holster。 But I was literally holding on to myself； hugging my control and my body。 How was I ever going to get through tonight without doing something embarrassing； or deadly？ How much worse was my control going to get？
〃Your last swan king answered to their now…deceased lupa；〃 Rafael said。
〃So I've heard。 Though technically he was a swan prince； not a king。 I don't know what he owed the old lupa； but I'd guess it was something blackmailable； because I've found some Polaroids that would make you blush。〃
I had to clear my throat twice before I could talk。 〃Kaspar refused to be in Raina's dirty movies； but the price for that was that he helped audition people for the films。〃
Reece looked at me。 〃Audition； what do you mean？〃
I huddled and talked； but I was talking over the pulse in my head； the rush of blood in my body。 I wanted to be next to Reece。 I wanted to take a bite。 Instead； I talked。 〃Kaspar could change form from swan to man at will。 Raina used him to see if non…shapeshifters freaked when he changed in the middle of sex。〃
I felt Micah's reaction even from a distance。 Reece looked horrified。 〃You saw this？〃
〃No； but Raina took great delight in telling me about it in detail。 She tried to get me to watch one of his auditions； but I had better things to do。〃
〃He did this willingly？〃 Reece asked。
〃No；〃 I said。 〃It was most definitely not his choice。 He seemed to hate it。〃
〃We see the fact that we can change forms at will as a great gift。 We're one of the few shapeshifters that can do it with ease。〃
〃Is that because your gift is either a curse or a born talent； rather than a disease？〃
〃We think so；〃 he said。
〃Kaspar was under a curse；〃 I said。
〃Are you wondering about me？〃
Actually I was watching the way his Adam's apple bobbed when he talked； and wondering what it would feel like to fix teeth in his throat； but that was probably a fact best kept to myself。 I kept talking； but I think both Micah and Rafael knew how ragged my control was。 I hugged myself and kept talking； because silence filled with awful images； terrible desires。
〃Yeah； I'm wondering；〃 I said。
〃I was born a swan king。〃
〃You were born a swan king； not a swanmane。 Does that mean you're male？ Is swanmane only used for women？〃
He looked at me； studying my face。 〃I was born to be their king。 I'm the first king in over a century。〃
〃Everybody else is chosen to lead； or fights for the right； but you make it sound like a hereditary monarchy；〃 I said。
〃It is； but it's not bloodlines that makes the difference； though being a swanmane either runs in your family or it doesn't。 But I didn't inherit the title。〃
〃Then how did you know？〃 I asked。
His eyes had gotten dark； dark gray like storm clouds。 〃The answer to that is somewhat intimate。〃
〃I'm sorry； I didn't know。〃
〃I'll give you the answer you seek； if you answer a rather delicate question for me。〃
We stared at each other。 My heart rate was almost normal again。 I could look at him without smelling the blood under his skin。 Talking； listening； doing somewhat normal things had helped。 I was a person； with speech and higher functions； not an animal。 I could do this。 Really。 I eased out of my little ball； slowly。
〃Ask and I'll let you know；〃 I said。
〃Did you kill Kaspar Gunderson； the last swan king？〃
I blinked at him。 That was unexpected。 The sheer surprise made my p