Crying Wolf (Black River Pack Book 1) Read Online Free

men could be so dangerous. It was like they could instinctively sense your weaknesses. Using them and exploiting you to get whatever they wanted. Sam had caught me at a low point when I had been dealing with the loss of my parents. I would forever wonder if I’d have fallen for him the way I had if my parents had still been alive or if more time had passed between their deaths and when we met. Ultimately, he’d abused my trust, and because of him, I’d had to run away from the only life I’d ever known.
    Logic told me that I needed to learn from my mistake with Sam. I was at a low point once again, and starting something up with Hunter was the last thing I should have considered doing. Not only had he pegged me with one look, but he was my boss. He had control over my livelihood, and I didn’t want to be beholden to another man the way I had been with Sam.
    For the next few weeks, I managed to pretend like he didn’t exist even though I was always aware of him. It wasn’t easy since he was at the bar for the vast majority of my shifts—something that seemed to surprise a lot of the customers at first and made me wonder if he used to spend so much time working before I had come to town. I maintained a professional distance with him and only spoke when he asked me a question or I needed something for a customer.
    Assuming he was like most men, I figured he’d give up quickly and turn his attentions elsewhere. Little did I know how wrong I was. He let me get away with it for several days, although I felt his heated stare following me around the bar. The tension between us was thick, but he didn’t push things. Then, practically overnight, there was a shift I didn’t understand. Hunter seemed more at ease, like he had settled something that was bothering him. It was as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
    His attention was directed towards me even more acutely than before. Now, he offered touches that probably seemed innocent to anyone looking on but felt anything but innocent to me. The slide of his fingers over mine as he handed me drinks sent tingles across my skin. The press of his hands on my hips when he caught me reaching too high for a bottle of expensive wine made me want to turn in his arms and kiss him senseless. But what almost sent me over the edge was the feel of his hardened cock against my ass when I gave in slightly to the madness between us and took one small step backwards as he reached over me when we were both behind the bar.
    “Grace,” he growled in that rumbly voice of his that sent shivers up my spine. “Don’t start something you don’t intend to finish.”
    I wanted so desperately to be able to say that I fully intended to follow through with what my action had implied, but the words dried up in my throat. Deep in my soul, I knew that this thing between us wasn’t just going to go away, but still, I hesitated out of the fear Sam had instilled in me.
    Hunter’s hands grabbed my hips and tightened for a moment when I started to move away from him. Hearing his deep sigh, I turned to see him with his head tilted back, his eyes clenched shut, and his hands fisted so tightly that his knuckles had turned white.
    “Hunter,” I whispered.
    “Go!” he barked out. “Now. Go home for the night before I change my mind and take what’s mine even if you’re not ready to give it to me yet.”
    I hesitated a moment before I scurried away. Grabbing my purse and coat from the counter in the back, I glanced back at him one more time to find his eyes burning with lust as he stared at me. There was no room for doubt when it came to how much Hunter wanted me. He wasn’t shy about showing me that I was desired.
    It was strange being the recipient of public acts of affection when we weren’t even in a relationship. Sam had been my first adult relationship and he’d never been demonstrative in front of others. Then again, I didn’t think he was the rule with which I should measure