Raber Wolf Pack Book One by Ryan Michele Read Free Book Online Page A

getting away from my father is very much alive, the hope of a new life is dwindling.
    “What’s wrong?” he asks, totally ignoring the fucking in the back of the truck scenario and going for the guts.
    “I’m ready to get away from my father.” I will not lie to him, maybe stretch the truth, but I won’t lie. I’ve dealt with enough lies to last me a hundred lifetimes.
    “No. Something else. Your voice lost its spark and so did your eyes.” Observant man, he is. Need better masks. Got it. I’ll put that on the to-do list. Right next to my biggest. My father.
    “It’s just beginning. My father won’t let me go. He will do anything and everything to get me back.” He only wants my power, not me. That thought slices me every time I think it because I myself mean nothing to him.
    “Why is he so intent on you staying?” I listen for his thoughts, but there are none. This question is genuine.
    “My power. I can hear others’ thoughts, as I told you. He says that I’m too valuable to be allowed to leave,” I say, my voice quieter than normal. I hate this shit.
    “How did he keep you?” I gasp so deeply at his blunt question that I suck in every bit of oxygen in the truck. I can’t talk about that. I can’t. Fear floods me. Xavier pulls me into his hard, muscular chest and wraps me in his arms. I start to jiggle as he holds tight and I realize I’m shaking. “We’ll discuss it another time.” His hand begins moving in sensuous circles on my back, and I let myself relax into his touch and breathe.
    The moment the breath is out, my chest tightens and thousands of little strings fly out of it. Not literally, but it feels like it and they are heading straight for Xavier. “Do you feel that?” I ask, my voice muffled with my head still tucked in his neck. But the emotion is back. This time I can’t hide it, can’t mask it. The feeling inside me is too strong, too powerful, and it’s taking me over.
    “Yeah, babe. I feel it.” With our bodies wrapped in one another, my need for him grows to the point of explosion. I want to claw him, bite him, and mark him as mine and only mine. The need is so intense that it’s pulling me under and I don’t give a shit who’s watching. I look up at him to see the same fire burning in his eyes. “Babe, on a short leash here. Wanna get you safe first.” And he thinks he can’t read my mind. I smirk to myself and snuggle into his warm, safe body. I may be unsure of my new life, but this connection is so raw and pure that I couldn’t hide from it if I tried.
    I never really knew what finding my mate would be like. Gave up the thought that this would happen to me. Ever. I thought I was hopeless. Now all I can grasp is that small bit of hope and hold it with all my might.

 
     
    “BABE.” SOMEONE CALLS above me, but I’m so tired, my eyes so heavy. So exhausted and the nightmares haven’t come. This is what sleeping in peace is and I don’t want to give it up. It’s been too long. I want to stay in this happy place. “Babe. I’m more than happy to carry you into the den with only my shirt on, but you might want to put some pants on for your first meeting with the other wolves.” I rouse instantly, the words other wolves ringing in my ears.
    I lift off his chest, eyes darting around the confined space of the SUV. “We’re here?” I wipe my mouth. How damn attractive is drool? Geeze.
    “Yeah. Max went up and got you some clothes. Put them on so we can get you in where it’s safe.” I waste no time putting the fabric on. I pull the jeans up with ease, leaving way too much room in them. I hope my hips will be able to keep them up. He brought no underwear so commando it is. I slip of his shirt and put the new one on. My nipples protrude through the thin material, but at least they are covered.
    Xavier pulls me out of the car and then I follow in step with him. We had a moment in the SUV, but we also had a moment when he acted freakish, so truly I’m not