A Wolf’s Deception (Novella) Read Online Free

tiptoes and he froze as she lifted her hand to his hair, combing her fingers through the strands, brushing over it gently, that fucking sexy smile still on her exotic face. Sawdust fell to the floor around his feet.
    ‘You work at the mill?’
    ‘Yeah.’ That’s it? That’s all you can come up with?
    ‘Right, well…maybe I’ll see you around?’ She slid her hands in her pockets and edged away, eyes still on him as she backed up, the smile slipping from those fucking sexy lips the further she got from him.
    Was he going to just stand there and let her walk away? Fuck.
    ‘Number?’ He blurted out.
    The smile she’d given him when he’d asked for her number had near done him in. She’d grabbed a pen from the front counter then taken his hand in her smaller one, so soft as they wrapped around his work roughened fingers. Sparks of awareness had lit him up like petrol on a bonfire. She’d written her number on his palm then walked her denim-clad ass out the door.
    He’d called her that night.
    The next night he’d kissed her for the first time.
    Stop.
    He shoved it all from his mind. This was not the time for a trip down memory-fucking-lane.
    The Harlow pack would be coming for her and it was his job to get her home safe. The past made no damn difference to the here and now. He shoved the memories back where they belonged and focused on what he had to do.
    The males hunting them would know where he planned to take her and would be monitoring the most direct route, plus they’d seen his car.
    Time for a detour.

Chapter 3
    ‘Ow! Shit.’ Tressa woke when her head cracked against the window. She glanced over at Sawyer. He was still out, his little chest rising and falling slow and easy, thumb in his mouth, cheeks flushed from sleep. Something dark was draped over him and she reached out to touch it. Denim. The scent coming off it was one she had never forgotten, even though she’d tried.
    Her heart squeezed as she rubbed her nose against her son’s soft curls. How could she forget that scent when her son’s was so similar? Where Gabe’s was earthy, like the forest at night with an underlying note of leather, Sawyer’s was sweeter, with a hint of wild berry. It would become deeper as he got older, take on more earthy tones. It would become a scent all his own.
    ‘You’re awake.’ Gabe glanced at her in the rear-view mirror.
    She ran her fingers through her hair. She must look like hell. ‘Looks that way.’
    ‘I guess you haven’t had much sleep the last few nights?’
    ‘Nope.’ She’d been too scared to close her eyes.
    ‘What happened back there, in that motel room?’ he said suddenly.
    She shivered. His voice was deceptively casual, but she heard the danger beneath. Checking Sawyer was still asleep, she climbed through to the front seat and buckled up.
    ‘You know what happened.’
    Aggression flowed from him, had been battering against her senses since she climbed in this car.
    ‘I killed that man.’
    ‘Don’t give me that shit. Start talking, Tressa, now .’
    She barely recognised him. Sure, Gabe had always been rough around the edges, untamed. That’s what initially drew her to him. He’d always carried around this volatile kind of anger but he’d ever directed it at her, not once. Right now it felt like he wanted to wring her neck.
    ‘He thought a good exchange for fixing the thermostat on the air conditioning unit would be for me to strip naked and suck his dick. I disagreed.’
    She could still taste his blood in her mouth. Her stomach lurched.
    ‘I thought he might hurt Sawyer and I…I snapped.’
    His fingers tightened around the steering wheel, turning his knuckles white.
    ‘You did the right thing.’
    The words were pure gravel, laced with all that barely-controlled rage.
    ‘Any DNA they find will be wolf since you were in your shifted form and there are several wild packs in that area. Yeah, it’s unusual for them to come into built-up areas like that, but the cops will