Wolf in his Heart (Salvation Pack) Read Online Free

would have remembered him.
    He was tall. Well over six-feet and all of it pure sculpted muscle. The tank top he wore hugged his torso and displayed impressive biceps and shoulders. His well-worn jeans hugged his thighs like a second skin. His hair hung down to his shoulders in a silky curtain and his eyes were filled with a concern that was a balm to her ragged nerves.
    He knew what she was. She had to get out of here.
    As if sensing she was about to bolt, he took a step back. “I won’t hurt you. I’m like you.”
    She hadn’t thought anything he could say would shock her more than his first pronouncement. She’d been wrong. “You’re what?”
    He briefly closed his eyes and made a low noise in the back of his throat. “I’m like you,” he repeated. He raked his hand through his hair and dropped it back by his side. The action pulled his tank top tight against his stomach, drawing her gaze. “We’ll, not quite like you. I’m a half-breed.”
    Her upper lip curled. Half-breeds were useless, an abomination. At least that’s what she’d been taught. Yet here was one offering to help her while her own family had turned on her.
    His breath came out in a huff. “Yeah, I can tell you’re thrilled by that. Listen, I’ve got some food if you want it. It’s up to you.” With that, he turned his back on her and walked away.
    Funnily enough, it was that move that convinced her to trust him. At least a little. She was tired and hungry and could risk taking five minutes to eat and get her bearings. He’d be able to tell her exactly where she was. He might even drive her to a bus station. He must have a vehicle nearby.
    Rina nibbled on her bottom lip and her stomach growled, a reminder of just how hungry she was. Inside, her wolf was silent and watchful. The farther away the half-breed got, the more her wolf yearned to follow. It was natural for her to want to be with another of her kind. She was a pack animal at heart.
    Giving in to instinct and hunger, Rina cautiously followed Sage Gallagher and hoped like hell she wasn’t making a mistake.
    Sage wanted to go to the woman, toss her over his shoulder, and cart her back to his camp. But he’d dealt with enough wild animals to know when to give one space. She might be partly human, but right now, instinct was driving her every move. Her wolf was more in control than maybe even she understood.
    If he tried to force her to come, she’d fight him every step of the way. By walking away, he was giving her all the power, giving her choice.
    Whoever she was and however she’d come to be here, she was running on empty. She was scared, tired, and alone. He could fix that. He could feed her and help her with whatever her problem was. And if she followed, she’d no longer be alone.
    A sense of rightness filled him.
    Sage tilted his head to one side and almost smiled when he heard the lightest brush of dirt behind him. She was following. He kept up a slow, steady pace until he was back at his camp. He sat down on his sleeping bag and pulled his knapsack onto his lap.
    “Have you been drinking enough water?” It was easier than most folks thought to get dehydrated, which was a much bigger problem than hunger.
    When she didn’t answer, he looked up from his bag. She was standing at the edge of the small clearing like a wild animal too afraid to accept the hand of kindness being offered to her.
    “I’ve got trail mix, beef jerky, and protein bars. What’s your pleasure?” He took what he had left of all three and set them on the far end of his sleeping bag. “Your choice,” he told her.
    Her gaze flitted around the campsite. He could have told her he was alone but figured it was better if she discovered that on her own. She wouldn’t take his word for it.
    Once again, she glanced over her shoulder.
    Certainty was like a fist to his gut. “You’re running from someone.” He was as sure of that as he was of his own name.
    She took a step back, and he sighed. “Listen,