Dual Embrace: 3 (Shadowpeak Wolves) Read Online Free Page B

urge to go to him, to have him fuck her every which way she could dream of had almost gotten the better of her. She was tired of pushing him away, tired of denying her feelings.
    Just tired.
    And yet last night she’d almost fucked someone else. It was as if she’d been unable to stop herself.
    Cain was more than enough for any woman. Sleeping with him hadn’t eased her infatuation with him—if anything it had increased her obsession. And yet, this annoying, too-attractive stranger appears out of nowhere and she jumps him? Had she turned into some sort of slut?
    Well, okay, one near encounter didn’t make her a slut. But Dusty had figured Cain was the one. The only one. She’d had no intention of hooking up with anyone at all. Ever. She’d planned to live her life out as a spinster. Dedicate herself to her career. Only she hadn’t figured on the loneliness growing along with her attraction to him.
    She hadn’t counted on regretting her decision to push him away.
    Lord, she was a mess. She’d lost her identity, lost the mate she’d never allowed herself to have, and now she felt as though she were losing her mind.
    Yep, one big mess.
    With a loud groan, she forced herself to focus on the problem at hand. Who was she going to call?
    Her next choice was Laney—except Laney wasn’t allowed to leave the estate at the moment. Not with some freak sending her hate mail. Dusty frowned as she thought of her friend. Laney was the Shadowpeak Alpha’s mate, and Cooper took her safety seriously. Whoever was sending her threatening letters was either stupid or suicidal. Because when Cooper found them they were dead.
    That left one person in the pack that Dusty could and would call.
    Cassie.
    She pulled out her cell, searching her contacts for Cassie’s number.
    “Cassie speaking.” The other woman’s voice was oh so polite.
    “Hey, Cassie, Dusty here. I need you to pick me up.”
    “Umm, okay. Why?”
    “I’m stranded at the Wild Oak Motel. My Jeep’s at Samson’s bar.”
    Cassie sighed. “I guess I can do that. I’m coming into town to drop some stuff off at the bookstore anyway. I’ll pick you up on the way.”
    “Don’t bring anyone else,” Dusty warned.
    “Well, I wasn’t planning on it.” The other woman’s voice held some bite and Dusty grinned as she hung up.
    She took a quick shower, sighing in pleasure as the hot water worked wonders on her tired muscles. Dressed, she took one last look around the motel room for any hint of Algernon, or whatever his name was. Shaking her head, she left to wait for Cassie outside.
    “Shit, why’d I have to be on the second floor?” she complained.
    By the time she reached the ground her arms and legs were shaking with strain and slow throbs of pain drummed through her thigh.
    No werewolf super strength and speed now. Being human sucked.
    With that depressing thought, she limped across the grassy area in front of the motel to the road.
    Surprisingly, it was Laney’s car that drew to a halt before her. Cassie jumped out.
    “Get back in the damn car. I can do it myself.”
    “Jeez, you’re a grump,” Cassie replied. But she had the good sense to back off. Dusty opened the passenger door and gingerly sat down, holding back a sigh of relief. She wiped the sweat beading on her forehead, trying desperately to ignore the burn in her thigh.
    Cassie started the car without a word, reminding Dusty why she liked the brunette. She knew when to keep quiet.
    “Thanks for picking me up.”
    Cassie turned toward her bookstore, which stood a few blocks over from the motel. Cassie and Laney had planned to open a bookstore over a month ago. But that building had been destroyed by a bomb—the same explosion that had injured Dusty. That hadn’t stopped Cassie and Laney though. They’d found a new building and were due to open the doors shortly.
    “No worries. Like I said, I was coming in. Your Jeep’s at Samson’s? That’s where you were last night?”
    “Yep. Just drop