Read Online Saving a Wolf: Moonbound Series, Book Six by Krystal Shannan, Camryn Rhys - Free Book Online

Always, though, release was just one more thrust away, but never there.
    She turned her head and whispered, her words slipping an electric current straight to his belly, “You are mine, Chris Parker.”
    He growled his release and felt the seed leaving his body as he poured himself into her. Everything left him. All the years of being alone. All the pain. All the fear that someone would know him for who he really was.
    A cop killer.
    Chris Parker.
    Each thrust brought a little more relief. She knew him. She’d had called him by name. She claimed him. He was hers.
    Luther walked her to the bed and dropped her onto her back, continuing to fuck her. She just clung to his neck and whispered over and over, “You are mine. You are mine. You belong to me.”
    Chris Parker was alive.
    “Fuck,” he whispered into the familiar bedspread. “I’m so sorry. Maggie.”
    Her giggle was unmistakable. She laughed. He pulled back and caught her gaze, then rolled onto his side and slid out of her.
    “Don’t hear me complaining.” A smile slipped across her beautiful lips, lighting her whole face. “I needed that as much as you did.”
    Luther panted, catching the breath he’d finally found. “I needed that?”
    She touched his chest again, where his heart beat a wild drum beneath her fingertips. “There are things you just know about your mate. We’re not totally connected yet, because that takes a special kind of bond. But I can sense things about you that I can’t sense about other people. It’s a magick thing.”
    He scraped a hand through his hair. “None of this makes any sense to me—how you know these things.”
    “It doesn’t have to.” Maggie drummed her fingers on his chest. “You’ll learn.” She pushed herself off the bed and slipped on the jean shorts she’d been wearing.
    “Where are you going?” He pulled up his own shorts and sat up, looking around for his shirt. “I live here, y’know. You don’t actually have to leave.”
    She leaned into him and found his lips with hers. “How quickly a fucked leopard changes his spots.” Another giggle.
    Surprising as fuck, this woman . Ten minutes ago, she’s pissed. Now, she’s laughing. Maybe we are perfect for each other, after all .
    Maggie sank down on top of him and straddled him. “You need to know that I’m in this for the long haul.”
    “Given that I didn’t know you until yesterday, I’m not worried about the long haul yet.” He shook his head and laid back on the bed, letting her hang over him, resting her hands on his chest.
    “But you will be when I tell you why I’m here.”
    Something gripped his heart. Chris Parker . She wanted his help with Rossi. He bucked his hips and she slid off him, onto the bed.
    “I can’t help you.” He curled his hands into fists of bedspread and flesh and anger. “Whether you know about Chris or not.”
    “You think that if people find out you killed the real Luther Frost, they’re going to put you in jail. But I’m telling you, I can help you with that.” She bounced on her knees beside him. “I am a freaking genius, Luther—Chris. I can do anything I want to your identity. I can make you a whole new one. You don’t have to be either of them anymore. You can just be you.”
    He pulled on the fabric. “That’s not it. I told you. I need Rossi.”
    “No, you don’t.”
    “Yes, I do.” He jumped to his feet, panic unfurling inside like a bloom in the spring morning. “If it was only jail, then I’d do the time.”
    She pounded the bedspread. “Dammit, Luther. I think we’ve proven that there’s more going on here than just a casual fling. You need to let me help you. Let me free you from Rossi.”
    “It’s not Rossi I’m worried about.” He slipped out his tongue to wet dry lips. “In fact, I can’t guarantee that you haven’t set off some alarm somewhere just by looking for Chris Parker.”
    “What?” With a little shake of her head, she sat back on her heels. “I’m