Jared (River Pack Wolves 3) - New Adult Paranormal Romance by Alisa Woods Read Free Book Online Page B

alone with her door closed.
    She whirled on him. “Oh. My. God. Do you want to explain this?”
    He just stared at her for a moment, then said, “I made you a promise.”
    What kind of explanation was that? She threw out her hands in exasperation. “My bodyguard? Seriously? Do I even want to know how you pulled that off?”
    “Probably not.” The small lines were back around his eyes, but it wasn’t a true smile. He was like a wall—tall, dark, sexy, and… closed.
    She couldn’t make sense of him at all. “Why are you here? Tell me the truth. And by the way, thanks for not spilling my secret. Then again, I guess I could’ve spilled yours as well.” His inscrutableness was making her testy. That, and the raw voltage sexual tension that had her ready to climb out of her skin. Or climb over his. Or something.
    This much she knew: Jared was a spy of some kind. She just didn’t know what kind.
    “You said you had some questions.” He dipped his head to peer into her eyes. “I’m here to answer them.”
    She gave him a skeptical look. “That’s it? Come on, I’m not an idiot. I know you’re spying on my father.” Did he know about the legislation? Was that what this was really about? “And what was that business about the shifter gangs threatening me?”
    “Cover story. It’s what I had to do to get here. To be with you.”
    “With me?” Her heart was lurching around inside her chest. “And why would you want to do that?”
    His face softened in a way that was hard to describe—like he felt sorry for her. Or perhaps he heard the tremble in her voice.
    He took a step closer and dropped his voice. “You don’t know anything about being a wolf. You have been trapped here, living a lie, probably your entire life. There are things you need to know. I’m here to teach you.”
    His soft, deep voice, his towering form, all muscular and male—all of it was insanely heating every corner of her body. “What things are you going to teach me?” She could hear the breathy neediness in her voice. God, she was desperate. Pathetic, really. But here was a man who was sexiness personified, in her bedroom, offering to teach her things. Any woman with a pulse would be hoping those things would be happening in her bed.
    “What do you want to learn?” The deep timbre of his voice was going straight to her lady parts.
    Oh my God. “I’m… I’m really new to all of this.” She was going to combust if she had to speak anymore.
    “Then we should get started right away.” He stepped back and swept his hand to the door, waiting and giving her an expectant look. “How about we go for a run?”
    A shiver ran through her that was almost more than she could take.

The scent of Grace’s arousal was making his body tight.
    He had that unbalanced feeling again. It had been so long since he had felt anything like the deep churning in the pit of his stomach that she caused. Since he had felt anything at all, really. And this was more than simple lust, although there was plenty of that… it was a melting of sorts, like he was coming out of a deep freeze and into the sun for the first time. Only the freeze was the only thing that held him together. She didn’t have to do anything, or say anything, in particular—just her nearness made him feel like he was coming apart at the seams. But her obvious need, the scent of her arousal, was amplifying it a hundredfold, telegraphing straight to his wolf a message that kept repeating— take me, take me, take me.
    As if she could ever belong to him.
    They had snuck out the back of her house and were now running across the open field toward the forest. He was right—she done this before. She knew exactly which path to carve across the tightly trimmed lawn to avoid the security cameras and the line-of-sight of the guards patrolling the front. She kept throwing little grins back at him that threatened to melt him a little more. He could’ve followed her with his eyes closed—her