Having witnessed her ex commit murder, Saxen Blake is on the run. Stowing away in the back of an unknown truck, she can only hope that it will take her far away from Martin and the certain death she faces if he catches her. She just didn't count on the sexy wolf who owns the vehicle.
Dr. Ryder Wolfe is taken aback when he finds the pregnant and bloody Saxen in the bed of his truck, but he knows he'll stop at nothing to save her. One sniff is all he needs to know that he wants to keep her. But first, he has to eliminate the threat to her life. He took a vow to save lives, but some people are better off dead.
Ryder had no idea what to do with the red-headed woman at his side. She’d fallen asleep during the movie and he hadn’t wanted to move her just yet. He knew he needed to put her in the guest room, but his beast wanted her closer. That one sniff had been enough to confirm his suspicions. She wasn’t just some random woman. She’d found him because they were destined to meet.
Somehow, telling her that she was his mate didn’t seem like the best idea right now. She was scared, and for good reason. Nothing, and no one, would harm her as long as she was under his roof. It didn’t even matter to him that she carried another man’s child. Once he claimed her, both of them would be his. His bite would not only mark her as his mate, but would claim her unborn child as well. No one would ever doubt that the mother and child belonged to him.
The news came on and he turned down the volume so it wouldn’t wake up Saxen. He waited, hoping they would discuss the body in her apartment, and that there would be good news that the nasty Martin had been captured. There was a brief mention of a drug related homicide, but no details. Ryder continued watching, hoping they would talk more about it before the news went off.
Toward the end of the program, they flashed a picture of a man wanted in connection with the homicide, and a picture of Saxen as a possible missing person. He knew they would have to let the police know she was safe, but he wasn’t sure how to do it. He didn’t want to tip off Martin that she was here, and until he knew the Crosgove Corners Police Department didn’t have a mole, he wasn’t going to say shit to anyone. The safety of his mate came first, and if the law didn’t like it, they could kiss his ass.
Ryder lifted Saxen into his arms and carried her upstairs. He paused outside of the guest room, but then kept walking to the master suite. Easing her down onto the bed, he removed her shoes and covered her with the comforter. He stripped out of his clothes and pulled on a pair of pajama pants before slipping under the covers and pulling her into his arms. She molded to his body, as if she sensed that she was safe with him. Ryder held her close and vowed to do whatever it took to make sure Martin never bothered her again.
