The Fugitive Worlds (43 page)

"Very funny," she said coldly. "But I'm not even human. Or hadn't you heard?"

"Human is as human does." He forced himself to reach out and tough her damp cheek. "Animals don't weep."

She jerked, as from an electric shock. "Animals don't lie. Humans do. All the time."

"Not
all
the time."

"Prove it." She tilted her head as she sat cross-legged. "Take off your clothes."

"... what?"

"Take off your clothes and lie down with me as
humans
do.
Men and women." Her hand reached out to touch his throat.

The pressing claws made little wells in his flesh. "Blrp?" choked Miles. His eyes felt wide as saucers. A little more pressure, and those wells would spring forth red fountains.
I
am about to die. . . .

I can't believe this. Trapped on Jackson's Whole with a
sex-starved teenage werewolf. There was nothing about this in any of my Imperial Academy training manuals. . . .

BORDERS OF INFINITY by LOIS McMASTER

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