Savage Moon: Wolf Shifter Romance (Wild Lake Wolves Book 4) Read Online Free

flared at my challenge. He took a step
toward me and his fingers twitched at his sides. I knew what he wanted. He
wanted to grab me and shake me. I could feel it coursing through him. Instead
of making me afraid, it emboldened me. I had that one thread of power left. The
minute he tried to hurt me, he’d lose the value of keeping me here. It would
work to my advantage, but not forever.
    “There’s nothing wrong with my senses, baby. I don’t
miss anything where you’re concerned.”
    “Is everything all right? Where’s the pack?”
    Kane blew out a hard breath and narrowed his eyes.
Then, he crooked a finger under my chin and tilted my head up. I kept my breath
even, bracing for a kiss. But, he just held me like that and searched my face.
    “They’re coming back now. Everything’s quiet out
there tonight. The worms aren’t even moving. You can sleep tight.”
    I didn’t dare to even blink. Let him tell his lie
and think I believed it. I still felt the echoes of adrenaline flowing through
his veins, fed from the pack’s movements. They’d all been in hunt and kill mode
less than twenty minutes ago. But, Kane didn’t want me to think anything was
wrong. I put a hand up and circled it around his wrist, pulling his fingers
from beneath my jaw.
    “Good. I’m really tired, Kane. I wasn’t kidding
about how you snore. It can’t be very long until the sun comes up. If I don’t
at least get a few hours of sleep in, I’ll feel like shit all day tomorrow. If
you want me to be in a good mood, I need to go back to bed.”
    “Maybe I’ll stay in here with you tonight then. Keep
an eye on you. Scare away any boogie men that might try to haunt your dreams.”
    He flashed me a wide smile, setting off the deep
dimples in his cheeks. My mercurial Kane could pour on the charm when it suited
him. He went from veiled threat one minute, to sweet and joking the next. This
was the side of him he chose to show me all those months ago when we first met.
My car stalled on the side of the road in a storm. Kane had appeared. A dashing
hero in his park ranger’s uniform and flashy patrol car. He’d offered me his coat
to keep me warm while he changed my tire and followed me back to my house. He’d
shot me that same genuine, dimpled smile as he tipped his hat toward me and
asked if he could call on me. Those were his exact words. Could he call on me?
    He’d practiced old-fashioned courting that made my
heart beat faster. Sent me flowers. Wrote me notes. Did nothing more than hold
my hand for weeks. The first time we’d kissed had been at my urging. He was sweet
and gentle, and I still remembered the flare of heat from his light hand at the
small of my back.
    When I told my father and brother I thought I might
love him, rage and fear lit my father’s eyes from within. We fought. I said
terrible things. Accused him of trying to make me live my life in a cage
because of his own issues, not mine. I was almost nineteen. I wanted a life of
my own. When Kane showed up beneath my bedroom window, it had all seemed so
romantic. Stealing away in the middle of the night for a lovers’ tryst.
    Then he brought me back here. Deep in the heart of
Wild Lake Park to the ranger compound where he lived and worked. And from that
day forward, I realized it wasn’t my father trying to keep me in a cage at all.
It was Kane. Then, one night when I grew bold and believed the biggest of his
lies, I let him close. Too close.
    My fingers twitched at my sides, burning to claw at
the mark he’d given me that night. The one that would chain me to him forever
if I didn’t find a way out.
    “I’ll sleep better alone,” I said, pressing a hand
to Kane’s chest. I pushed him gently, keeping a light smile on my face as I
edged him toward the door. “Please. I’m anxious to hear all about the pack’s
escapades tonight. But let me have a full night’s sleep and hopefully a full stomach
in the morning.”
    “You’re a shitty liar, Olivia,” Kane’s