Alpha Moon (The Cain Chronicles) (Seasons of the Moon) Read Online Free PDF

lips.
    “Keep moving like that, I’m going to make us late to the airport,” he said.
    She bit her bottom lip and tried not to dissolve into a puddle of embarrassment. “I’m not taking you to the airport with me. I’m going alone.”
    His smile faltered—a tiny crack in his confidence. The momentary vulnerability that she glimpsed in him was heartbreakingly endearing. Rylie was tempted to jump on him and tell him, “Yes, I’m yours, come with me.” Anything to bring the swagger back. Only the thought of her mother leaving airport security and seeing them there, together, held Rylie at bay.
    It took him a minute to put his shields back in place, concealing his hurt. The lazy smile returned. “No matter what’s up with your mom, you’re going to want me at the airport,” he said. “Security’s been watching for preternaturals. If shit gets real, I should have your back.”
    “I’m not trying to get through security. It won’t be any problem. I’ll just pick my mom up, get in the car, and go.”
    “The Union’s crawling over those kinds of places.”
    “They won’t bother me. I promise,” Rylie said. She kicked her dress from the night before into the closet, then grabbed a fresh pair of jeans and shirt. The jeans were huge on her—they must have been Summer’s. God, where had Summer slept the night before? Having to explain the locked door was going to be embarrassing.
    Abandoning the jeans, Rylie found a skirt that actually fit, then headed for the door.
    Abel pounced.
    He was lightning-fast, but Rylie’s reflexes were good enough that she could have stopped him if she wanted to. Which she didn’t. He flattened her to the wall, pinning her wrists above her head, and the weight of his body evoked such memories that she was tempted to never leave the room at all.
    “Maybe I won’t give you a choice,” he said, nipping her throat. It pinched hard, maybe hard enough to draw blood. “Maybe I’ll follow you there. Hunt you down.”
    The idea was far too appealing to Rylie’s wolf.
    “Don’t forget who’s Alpha here,” she said breathlessly, but it didn’t sound very convincing.
    Abel sank his teeth into her shoulder gently. She was still bruised from his last love bites, so it didn’t take much pressure to make her abs clench. If not for his grip, she would have fallen over. “I’m thinking I never want to let you out of my sight again.”
    Rylie caught sight of the clock around his arms. “I have to go, Abel,” she said, squirming free of his grip.
    He caught her wrists again. This time, she didn’t ask nicely—she pushed .
    It was probably harder than she intended. He flew across the room and landed on the bed. One of the legs cracked, buckling under him.
    Abel looked so surprised that she couldn’t help but laugh.
    “I need to handle Jessica alone. Okay? Once I get through this morning, I promise I’ll introduce you.” Rylie stuffed her feet into a pair of Gwyn’s oversized cowboy boots.
    “Seems I don’t have much of a choice,” he said, glowering from among the pillows.
    She stooped to brush her lips over his cheek. Abel turned his head and caught her mouth with a lingering kiss instead.
    But, thankfully, he didn’t get up when she backed away from him, cheeks aflame again.
    “Love you,” Rylie said. “I really do.”
    He didn’t reply, but he didn’t have to. His face said enough.

FOUR

    THE MORE TIME that Rylie spent as a werewolf, the more that she found human places unpleasant. From the moment she hit the onramp for the freeway, a growing panic threatened to overwhelm her. The wolf didn’t like being trapped in a metal box while other metal boxes zoomed around her. Her very human hands were clenched tight on the steering wheel while her heart thudded against her breastbone.
    Finding parking in the airport garage was a whole new kind of difficult. Her brain was organized to find its way through labyrinthine forests and long grasses in search of prey. It