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Sit Up and Beg by Julia Talbot Release Date: April 25, 2009
Publisher: Torquere Books
Publisher Link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=1945
Blurb: Killian is minding his own werewolf business when he's attacked out of the blue and dragged off to some psycho's fighting ground for magical creatures. Evan is playing along at the big boss' compound, hoping to free the shifters that are trapped there. Together they might just be able to get free, but will they go their separate ways, or will they find some common ground?
Excerpt:
"Sit up and beg."
"You're crazy," Killian said, fingers dancing in the air just over the collar wrapped around his neck. "I'm a werewolf, not a pet."
The collar was driving him fucking crazy. It had to weigh several pounds, and it was like those radio collars so-called scientists put on wild animals. More like sadists. Let's make the animal stand out from all the other animals so it's ostracized and killed!
That wasn't the purpose of Killian's collar. His was more like one of those sci-fi series shock collars. Misbehave and get electrocuted. Or at least fried like a hairy sausage.
No, his collar was designed to kick his ass if he tried to get loose.
The guy who had finally appeared in front of the cage his kidnappers had put him in smiled. "I guess you are, at that. At least for now. These guys? They want to make you a fighting dog. A human pit bull, if you will."
"These guys?" Killian eyed the big man, noting the faded jeans and button-down shirt, the strapped on shoulder-holster. "What are you?"
"I'm just hired security."
"Hired…" Damn. Damn, damn, damn. Anyone who could work for the guys who'd taken him as a hired gun would probably only respond to one thing. Money. That was a commodity that Killian was flat out of.
"Yep." The guy nodded, blue eyes twinkling. Maybe glinting. A glint was more shark-like, right?
"Well. Stop taunting the captive, Mr. Security."
"But it's so much fun!" The guy tilted his head. "And it's Evan."
"Why do I care?" Killian tugged at the collar again, wondering if it would just fry him if he went berserk and changed. He could do full on wolf, but that wouldn't help him. He'd have to try and maintain that transitional stage, where he was a huge, misshapen mix of man and wolf, which was tough to do even when he wasn't singing the song of electrocution.
"Because I've been thinking of letting you out of here."
