Grace
Grace woke to the feel of a big, warm body looming over hers, the solid weight of it a comforting presence in the early morning darkness of the cabin. Kaleb’s lips brushed her forehead in a soft kiss, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him tightly to her. “Gracie,” he said, his voice a low, warm rumble that vibrated through her. “Don’t get me revved up. I have to head out and run tracks for a few hours. Jess picked up his scent last night.”
“Should I come?” she asked, her voice muffled against his shoulder.
“No, I’m going to be in my wolf skin. You wouldn’t be able to keep up.”
“You could use me as bait,” she countered, a dangerous mix of stubbornness and fear in her tone.
Kaleb stiffened, his body going rigid above her. “Not a chance in hell,” he growled, the wor
