Wolf on the Run (Salvation Pack, Book 3)
N. J. Walters
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She’s run right into the arms of the big bad wolf.
Salvation Pack, Book 3
Considered an abomination for her inability to shift, Cherise Michaels has been on the run from her pack since she was a teenager. After her mother is murdered by her former packmates, Cherise is alone, grieving and out of options. Until a dream puts her on course toward her last hope—Salvation, North Carolina.
She makes it to Salvation only to be cornered by her pursuers and then rescued by the biggest, baddest werewolf she’s ever seen.
Cole Blanchard has no trouble dispatching the intruders trespassing on pack land. Convincing their skittish quarry she’s safe is another story. Cole senses she is his mate and he’ll protect her to his last breath, even it means risking everything to face her former pack.
In Cole’s arms, Cherise learns there’s something in this world more powerful than fear—desire and love. She knows loving her is a death sentence for Cole, so she plans to store up a lifetime of memories before she lets him go…
Warning: This pulse-pounding, heart-thumping story may cause shortness of breath. You are not having a heart attack. You are falling in love with a hot werewolf who will do whatever it takes to keep his chosen mate safe.
on her and glanced toward the table. Sure enough, everyone was watching her. As one, their gazes turned to Gator, and she could see the disbelief written on their faces. Anny even seemed slightly perturbed. Cherise grabbed the spatula sitting on the counter and stirred the sizzling vegetables. When she couldn’t stand the scrutiny any longer, she glared back at them. “What?” “Gator doesn’t like anyone messing in his kitchen.” It was Anny who answered. “He rarely lets any of us help when he’s
he lifted her off his cock, disengaging from her body. He released her and immediately enveloped her in a thick towel, rubbing her gently until she was dry. That done, he roughly dragged the damp cloth over his body. She was shivering now. Her body had not recovered enough to regulate her body temperature. Or maybe she couldn’t. He still wasn’t sure how much she was like a regular werewolf. She was stronger and faster than a human. He’d seen evidence of that with his own eyes. “You’re cold.” It
take her long to get the hang of it, and soon she was laughing and moving to the rhythm of the music. Louis cut in on Armand and Anny so Armand cut in on her and Gator. He gave way good-naturedly and then cut between Jacque and Gwen. So it went until Cherise had danced with all the males, except the one she wanted most of all. Cole finally brought the music to a halt. Gator stepped up and took the instrument from him. “I can’t play half as well as light-fingers here can, but I do know one
was surprised no one else could hear it. She was sweating, her skin damp beneath her shirt. Be okay. Be okay, she chanted in her mind. All she wanted to do was break free from the others and find Cole. How dare he scare her this badly? How dare he put his life on the line like this? Gator put his arm around her and stopped her. He pointed to a group of bushes. She bent low and followed him as the rest of the pack spread out. The noise was much louder now and she could hear individual voices.
to have her core temperature shooting up. The man was lethally handsome in a quiet way. How would her body react if he actually smiled? “My alpha would have my head if I didn’t invite you back. Not to mention what his mate would do to me.” Cherise bit her bottom lip while she considered her options. She was really tired and hungry and this seemed like a friendly pack. Maybe she was making a big mistake, but she trusted Cole. The man had saved her life. Killed three werewolves to protect her.