Shoot for the Moon (Black River Pack Book 2) Read Free

response.
     
    Eliza: Yes. I’ll be waiting.
     
    “She’s at home,” I told him before stalking out of the room and over to my truck.
    Hunter took his damn time following me, and when he finally got outside, he had Grace’s suitcase with him. Then he tossed it in the back of the truck and glared at me when he saw me watching him with raised eyebrows.
    “You’re moving her in with you, then?” I asked.
    “I’m not going to let this opportunity pass me by,” he replied. “There’s no place safer in all of Wolf’s Point for her to be. And one thing that was made clear tonight is she’s in danger of some kind.”
    “Her reaction was a bit unusual,” I muttered.
    “She shouldn’t have had anything to react to in the first place. There’s no way Grace should have known that Eliza had been in her room. She couldn’t have smelled anything out of place like we did. Her senses aren’t strong enough for that.”
    Hunter was right. How in the hell had his human mate even known that someone had broken into her room? Neither of us saw any visible signs of a break-in. It was only through the ability of our wolves that we had known Eliza had been there.
    “Then she must have had a warning system of some kind in place to let her know when someone invaded her space.”
    The frustration rolling off my brother was palpable. “Why would she do that unless she’s guarding against something? Parker and I both sensed that she was in trouble when she first arrived in town,” he huffed.
    “And we’ve made sure she was safe right from the start,” I reassured him, knowing he was beating himself up for the break-in and the fear Grace was feeling. “Every wolf in town knows she falls under your protection.”
    “Then why did one of my own risk my wrath tonight?” he asked in a deep growl.
    My brother had asked the question burning in my brain. Eliza had to know what she’d been risking when she’d entered that room. She had only joined our pack a couple of years ago, but Eliza knew the rules just as well as anyone else did. Hunter was a fair alpha, but every wolf in our pack was aware of what would happen if they harmed his mate. It didn’t matter who the culprit was. Even if it had been me instead of the she-wolf warming my bed, the punishment would be swift and brutal.
    I drove as quickly as I could to Eliza’s small house on the outskirts of town. Although she had joined our pack, she still held herself a little separate from everyone else. Even me.
    The porch lights were on and she was waiting for us in the rocking chair. Through my windshield, my eyes locked with hers, and for a moment, it felt as though time held still. The wind blew her long, caramel-brown locks away from her lithe body as she sat huddled in the chair with a blanket tightly wrapped around her.
    When we exited the truck, Eliza stood and watched us as we walked towards her, the blanket dropping to the ground. Her light-brown eyes held sadness as she looked at me, and my wolf whined in my head. She seemed to shake it off as she shifted her gaze to my brother. There was no mistaking his anger, but she didn’t look scared. No scent of fear drifted towards me as we drew nearer, which gave me a moment of hope that this could be cleared up without Eliza being hurt.
    “What the hell were you thinking?” Hunter hissed after he stalked up the stairs.
    Eliza was tall, even for a she-wolf. But Hunter towered over her. As I followed him up the stairs, I could feel the dominant waves of his alpha wolf pouring off him. My own wolf growled again when Eliza lowered her eyes and bared her neck in an instinctual submissive response. The beast inside me wanted to leap between them and protect Eliza regardless of any possible wrongdoing.
    When I saw the fear that entered her eyes as she raised them to look at Hunter, I almost couldn’t control my wolf. Struggling to gain control, I almost missed her answer.
    “She’s in danger and I needed to get closer so I