Cook, Kris - Primal Desire [Texas Wolf Pack 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Kris Cook Read Free Book Online Page A

whole scene painted a perfect picture. But it wouldn’t last. Couldn’t.
    Megan closed her eyes tight and wrapped her arms around her naked torso. She was certain that because of what had just happened with Luke, unlike her ex, who she’d let go of so easily, the inevitable loss of this cowboy would destroy her.

    * * * *

    Luke watched Megan finish off the meal he’d prepared. “You tired?”
    “Yes.” Her blue eyes sparkled. Then she closed them and yawned. “Really tired.”
    “Sleep. I’ll clean up the dishes. Then I have some things I need to do outside.” He wanted her here with him. Her scent would be easy for any tribal pack member to pick up from a mile away. “Won’t take me long.”
    “I know it’s dark, but do you mind finding a book I dropped? I was reading it when my horse panicked. It should be on the ground near there. You have a flashlight?”
    “I don’t mind. Don’t need a flashlight.”
    “Oh? Right. Shifter powers.”
    “Yep.” He resisted the urge to swoop the sweet Megan up in his arms. Everything she said or did mesmerized him. “Go to sleep, little trespasser.”
    “Yes, Sir.” She grinned and sent him a mocking salute. Her head hit the pillow. Clearly the girl had no guilt, unlike him, as she was fast asleep in seconds.
    Walking out the door, he used all his senses to see if there might be any danger or intruders in the area. Besides his thirty-five Brahmans in his south pasture, the family of deer that roamed his property, the little foxes that hunted for small game, his little trespasser, and himself, Luke’s ranch didn’t have any other occupants. The residual scent of Megan’s horse was almost gone. Good.
    Still, he needed to make sure that no passerby of the tribe picked up any scent that might give away the fact that Megan was with him. A few dead skunks placed at various points on the perimeter of his property would do the trick. It would only buy him a couple of days, if he was lucky, but it had to be enough.
    He required more time alone with his mate to convince her that she was his. That task might be easy, but making her understand how he expected her to live from now on…well, that would be harder. Isolation fit him perfectly. For her, it would take time to settle into it. Clearly, she was a very extraverted person and enjoyed crowds. She’d told him about her life in Dallas as they’d eaten. She loved the excitement of the city and had several close friends there. Plus, her sister and grandmother lived in the county. Luke would have to give her some space for that. Perhaps infrequent visits, three or four a year, while not ideal, might have to be allowed.
    He recalled an anniversary party with two-dozen celebrants surrounding his parents. The happy event had occurred when he was ten. The image continued to play out like a movie, with his mother and father dancing around the room.
    Luke clenched his jaw tight, pushing the memory away. Guilt shredded his insides. For the first time since the accident, he wanted to spend time with someone. Outside his fences were too many unforeseen perils and random threats. He wouldn’t risk letting her out of his sight, losing her—ever.
    There would be no trips to visit friends for her.
    In time, Megan would grow accustomed to solitude. He’d make sure of it.

Chapter Seven

    Megan sat up in the bed and looked down at her ankle, which was swollen to twice its normal size. A single lamp by the old chair burned dimly. Luke wasn’t in the cabin. A chill swept over her. What the hell had she done? What did she know about the man that had just given her the best sex she’d ever experienced in her whole life? Nothing. Her logic, which had been so absent earlier, was in full force now.
    What had Luke done with her clothes? And where was her cell phone? She had no clue. No matter. She wrapped the sheet around her, creating a makeshift toga. She needed to let her sister know where she was. In fact, she needed to get back to