Wolf on a Mission:Salvation Pack, Book 6(9)

By: N.J. Walters

“Be right back.” She hurried back into the house and retuned seconds later with a bowl, which she set down in front of Reece. “You sure milk is okay?”

Before either he or Sage could answer, Reece was there, lapping up the milk.

Sue laughed. “I guess it is okay.” She took the chair closest to the house and had Billy sit beside her. Cautious in spite of her generosity.

“How long are you camping for?” she asked. She added milk and sugar to her coffee before stirring it.

He picked up his mug and took a sip. The coffee was strong and flavorful. “Not sure yet. A few days at least. Maybe longer.”

“What brought you to Salvation? It’s not a likely tourist destination.” Elias barely hid his grin at the way she subtly pumped him for information.

“Someone I knew mentioned this might be a place we’d like.” He reached over and snagged a cookie off the plate. Sage had already eaten one and was on his second. Billy had taken a cookie but he wasn’t eating it. He was breaking it into smaller pieces and feeding it to Reece. Seemed the son was as courageous as his mother.

Sue nodded and fiddled with her spoon.

“This is a nice place,” he offered, trying to make conversation.

“It is.” Her gaze strayed to her son, but he wasn’t paying the conversation any attention. He was too caught up with feeding Reece. “I should warn you to be careful of wild animals.”

“We’re experienced campers,” he assured her. No way could he tell her they’d be okay because he was a wolf in human clothing, but he didn’t want her worrying.

She nibbled on her bottom lip, and Elias bit back a groan. He was very glad he was sitting down and the table was hiding his lap. No way she’d miss the bulge in the front of his jeans. He wanted to suck on that full bottom lip before sliding his tongue in to taste her sweet mouth.

Sue tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. The small action was so feminine and unselfconscious. He wanted to run his fingers through the golden silk. He barely managed to keep from growling.

“It’s just that my friend was attacked by a wolf here almost two years ago.”

“What?” Elias sat forward and leaned his forearms on the table. “What happened?”

She glanced at her son again. Elias caught Sage’s eye and jerked his head to one side. The boy was smart and caught on immediately. “Hey, Billy. How about you show me your trucks? You’ve got some great ones.”

Her son nodded. “I know. Come see.” He pushed away from the table and hurried over to the pile of toy vehicles with Sage by his side. Reece followed behind and sat between Billy and the table. Elias knew he was trying to protect the boy from hearing whatever it was his mother had to say.

Elias’s chest swelled with pride. His nephews were turning into outstanding young men, even if they did try his patience at times.

He brought his attention back to Sue, but she wasn’t watching the boys, she was staring at his bare chest. With everything that had happened, he’d forgotten he wasn’t wearing a shirt. From the way her gaze trailed across his shoulders, he could tell she liked what she saw.

It was difficult, but he brought his focus back to their conversation. “What happened?” he repeated. He knew Billy might not be able to hear the conversation, but both Reece and Sage could, thanks to their werewolf genetics.

“Anny Conrad owns this house. I just rent it.” Sue took a sip of her coffee. He noted her hand shook slightly as she set the mug back on the table. “We were friends. Good friends.”

She stared off into the distance, her eyes fixing on a spot just where the path ended and the yard began. “Billy and I were living with my folks then. We were coming out for a visit and lunch. Anny didn’t answer when I knocked.”

She clenched her fists and her shoulders tensed. Elias knew whatever she was going to tell him wasn’t going to be good. “I left Billy in the car and came around to the back door.” She took a deep breath. “I found her lying on the ground. I thought she was dead. There was so much blood. She’d been mauled by an animal.”

Elias was unable to stand her distress without doing something about it. He shifted his seat closer, reached out and covered her hand. It was so much smaller than his own, but strong and capable. “Did she die?”

Sue shook her head. “She was alive. I called the sheriff’s office and they sent help.” Sue took a deep breath. “Anyway, it was touch and go for a while, and she actually died for a couple of minutes, according to the doctors. She had a horrible fever. They said it was from some kind of infection. She pulled through and then checked herself out of the hospital almost immediately.”