Dalakis Passion 3 - Stefan's Salvation Read Online Free PDF

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stripped off his clothes, tossing them on the front seat.
Taking a deep breath, he'd inhaled the fragrant mountain air, embraced the night
and allowed the change to come. Immediately his body began to alter. Bone and muscle
rippled and reformed as his hands and feet changed into paws. Falling to all fours, he
waited as thick hair sprouted on his body. His face transformed itself and within
seconds the man was gone. In his place was a huge silvery-gray wolf.
Moving quickly, he'd sped through the forest. Keeping his nose in the air, he easily
scented the exhaust fumes from the truck and followed it further up the hillside. At any
other time, he would have enjoyed the beauty of the forest around him, but not tonight.
Tonight, he was focused on his prey. They would lead him to her.
Laurel Rose.
He'd rolled her name over and over in his mind, not quite able to form a picture of
her yet. But he would. And soon.
Tracking them was easy. Stopping at the edge of the woods, he'd watched and
waited as the two men crept closer to the house in the clearing. It wasn't a large place,
but it looked well-tended.
He'd smelled her first, an illusive scent on the wind. A hint of lavender coupled
with the tang of fear. Keeping track of the two men, he'd waited for her to appear. He
knew she was outside on the porch. He'd heard her almost soundless movements as she
crept along.
When she'd turned the corner of the house and crouched behind the old iron tub,
he'd almost lost it. The animal in him wanted to tilt its head back and howl at the moon,
announcing to all within hearing distance that this was his mate. His heart pounded
and all his senses went on alert. Every male instinct within him was demanding that he
go to her and claim her.
She was the one.
For hundreds of years he had searched for her. For the last century, he'd all but
given up hope. This was the one woman, the perfect woman for him. The only woman
who could complete him. The only woman he would ever love.
Dalakis men loved only once in their existence. It was their gift and their curse.
Some of his ancestors had given up their search in despair and had faced the killing sun
rather than live any longer without finding their true love. Others had done the same
after being rejected by their mate. Some had joined their one true love in a human
lifetime, following them in death when the time came.
Only the strongest of the women had agreed to attempt the transformation. It was
dangerous and sometimes they died. But if they survived, they were reborn as
vampires, mated to a Dalakis male for eternity.
Fighting for control, he'd watched the scene unfold in front of him. Pride filled him
at the way she handled herself. She showed no fear even though he could sense it
within her. Standing there with a rifle trained on the two men, he thought she was the
most magnificent creature he had ever seen.
He'd been so entranced and overwhelmed by everything--her looks, her scent, the
sound of her voice--that he'd ignored the threat to her for almost too long. When Aaron
had stepped closer to her, Stefan had caught the surge of her fear and reacted
immediately, stepping out from the woods to confront the men.
Now they were gone and she was here alone with him. More than anything, he
wanted to change back into a man, take her into his arms and mate with her,
dominating and claiming her for eternity. But his mind told him that would be a
mistake. He didn't know anything about her, but he sensed her ease with his wolf form.
She was accepting of the animal where she would fear the man.
When she slumped onto the porch, he'd bounded up the steps. Had she been hurt?
He came to a halt in front of her, watching her intently as she rubbed her leg. It seemed
to be an old injury, not a new one.
The probe at his mind shocked him. He immediately threw up a barrier, stopping it.
Carefully, he probed back. It was coming from Laurel Rose. This was interesting. Not
many humans had the ability to read another's mind