A Wolf's Savage Embrace by Darlene Kuncytes Read Free Book Online

heart when she noticed the similarity. This was her sister, and the resemblance between the two of them was startling.
    Kat’s head snapped up and she glanced at the ceiling when she heard movement, and realized that Luke must have gone upstairs.
    For some unknown reason – maybe it was the need to have something of her sister; Kat turned the frame over and quickly opened up the back - pulling the photo from it and jamming it into the back pocket of her jeans. She turned to head upstairs when an envelope sitting on a coffee table caught her eye. It had her name written on the front in a smooth, feminine handwriting, and Kat slowly walked over and picked it up – noticing that her hand shook.
    As soon as Luke stepped in front of the Bradford’s bedroom door, he was assaulted with the overwhelming scent of death. He stepped through the doorway and took in the blood-splattered walls.
    “Holy Christ,” he growled as he walked over to the two bodies lying on the floor. He leaned down to check for any signs of life, and felt his gut wrench when he found that there was none. Shit! He silently seethed – realizing that these assholes were definitely playing for keeps. He studied the strange markings on the couple’s bodies a moment before straightening up, grabbing the comforter off of the bed and covering them.
    He turned and left the room, needing desperately to find Harper’s bedroom and see if she had befallen the same fate. And the thought that she had tugged at something deep inside him at the pain he knew it would cause Kat.
    It didn’t take him long to find her empty room, and he felt a slight rush of relief when he saw her open window. Praying that she had gotten out, he grabbed a discarded t-shirt from the floor and headed back downstairs.
    Kat was just about to rip open the letter, when she heard footsteps on the stairs. She gasped as she shoved the envelope into the pocket with the picture, and walked slowly to the entranceway. Her heart beating in her chest so hard she feared it would explode.
    Luke was halfway down the stairs when he first smelled, then saw Kat standing there – watching him with wide and frightened eyes.
    “Damn it!” He growled, picking up his pace and storming over to her. Without saying another word, he swept her up in his arms and carried her out of the house and to the waiting car. He opened the door and dumped her onto the seat, tossing the t-shirt he had taken onto her lap. He dashed around the front of the SUV and hopped in – his face a mask of anger.
    “Luke…” Kat whispered, so softly that she wasn’t even sure that he would hear her, and reached over to lay her hand on his arm. He flinched slightly from the contact and shot her a look that said he was not about to discuss anything with her at that particular moment in time, and started the car. He slammed it into drive and tore out of the driveway – spewing gravel in his wake.
    After about ten minutes of gut-wrenching silence – Luke took a deep, calming breath and glanced at her. “Why do you insist on defying me every damn second of the day?” He asked, a muscle in his jaw twitching dangerously.
    “I…I…” Kat stuttered, at a complete loss for words. How could she tell him that she was terrified of him being hurt – or worse yet, killed because of her? That the thought of losing him was like a knife to her soul? Instead, she clamped her mouth shut and stared down at her hands.
    “They’re dead.” Luke said quietly after a long pause, and Kat’s head snapped up.
    “Har…Harper?” Kat whispered in disbelief, as her heart clenched in fear.
    “I don’t think so,” Luke answered, and reached over to grasp her hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Her bedroom window was open,” he said softly. He brought the hand that he held to his lips and gently kissed her palm. “I believe that she got out, red.”
    “What happened?” Kat asked, not sure that she even wanted to know. This all just brought