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

would have felt if only one of them had lived. We still missed them each and every day, but we were less angry that they had died together. In that speech, she’d also given us something else to focus on—the idea that we would find our own mates one day.
    The mate who was stalked by danger would be Hunter’s.
    The mate who walked in dreams would be mine.
    And the mate who was discarded by her family would be Parker’s.
    When Eliza had come to Wolf’s Point, she’d been leery of interacting with our pack. Over time, she’d slowly developed some friendships with the other she-wolves, and they’d convinced her that Hunter was a good alpha—that the Black River Pack would be a safe place for her.
    I’d been attracted to Eliza the moment I’d met her, but I hadn’t acted on the chemistry between us. Our grandmother had just died, and before she’d passed, she’d lamented my man-whore ways, so I’d backed off quite a bit. In turn, I’d avoided her and the temptations she’d represented. After some time had passed and I’d realized the attraction was still there, I’d decided it couldn’t hurt anything to burn off the chemistry between us before I found my mate.
    I finally realized what a fucking idiot I had been. Eliza had been there, right in front of me, for years and I’d refused to consider the possibility that she was the woman I’d waited years for. So when I’d finally given into my desire for her, I’d told her point-blank that I wanted her to warm my bed and nothing else. I hadn’t stopped to think about the fact that I hadn’t wanted anyone else in all the time since I’d met Eliza. I hadn’t asked her any questions to try to determine if she could be the woman who walked in dreams, the one my grandmother had spoken of. And for the first time in my life, I’d ignored my wolf and allowed the human part of me to rule my decisions completely.
    I tried to refocus as Eliza and Hunter continued their conversation.
    “I didn’t come here a lone wolf because I wanted to be one. People don’t like hearing bad news, and my dreams always make me the bearer of it,” Eliza said, unaware of the turmoil her words had caused. “What happens in them—it doesn’t have to be reality. There’s still time to change the outcome, so I keep trying to make a difference even though it makes people hate me when they come true.”
    “The loyalty you swore to me when you joined my pack goes both ways, Eliza. You have no need to hide your gifts from us,” my brother assured her.
    “You believe me?” she gasped. “Just like that?”
    “I’m sure you and Spencer will have much to talk about soon, including the reasons why I don’t doubt that you see things in your dreams that come true. But if you’ve seen my mate’s death, then I need you to focus on what you can tell me to help me stop that from becoming her reality,” Hunter replied, and I knew he’d come to the same realization about Eliza’s being my mate as I had.
    “Yes, of course,” she agreed before describing her nightmare in detail. “I went to her room in the hope I would be able to recreate the dream again. I didn’t see enough to keep her safe, and I wanted to see if I could nudge my dreams in her direction when surrounded by her things.”
    “And did it work?” Hunter asked.
    She shook her head sadly. “No. I don’t have control over them, and it could be months again before I have another. I’m sorry.”
    Hunter sighed in frustration, and I wanted to punch him in the face because it was clear that Eliza was trying her best. He had no reason to be upset with her, but his reply eased my anger.
    “I understand, but next time something like this happens, you will come to me or Spencer. If not, you’ll be punished.”
    “Yes, alpha. I swear I won’t keep anything like this from you in the future,” she promised.
    Oh hell no , I thought. She better understand right now that she didn’t need to worry about Hunter.
    “Or from