Wolf's Desire by Ambrielle Kirk Page A

peeked outside to spot him moving boxes from the van into a jeep.
    Her gaze was now locked on the headlines of the newspaper as she ate.
    ANOTHER MASSACRE AT THE ELLIS ESTATE: the caption read.
    Keira’s hands shook as she read the article over and over again.
    …a little over one year following the brutal murder of wealthy elitist, Jamison Ellis, five people are found shot up and dead on the front lawn of his estate…murderer still at large…Miss Keira Ellis is missing and presumed dead…anyone with information about the massacre or the whereabouts of Keira Ellis should call the local authorities immediately…
    The news struck her like a knife in the gut. If she remembered correctly, the media would be relentless in digging up details about her past. It seemed they made it a point to find the negative versus the positive. After remembering how they’d exaggerated the tragedy of her husband’s death, she was too afraid to even turn on the television. What had they said before in reaction to her marriage with Jamison? Gold-digger… married to sugar daddy…money hungry.
    The memory stung. Maybe she should have listened and walked away long ago.
    Keira grabbed the bottle of migraine pills packed in the gym bag with her clothes. Just as she was reached the vanity sink just outside the bathroom, Aiden walked inside. His hair was tousled and his arms had a fresh coat of sheen from working under the sun. How was it possible to look so good and exude so much sex appeal in such disarray?
    Her backside hit the corner as he prowled closer, like a hungry lion ready to devour its supper. “The newspaper…they know,” she said.
    He was so close. S he reveled in the earthy scent of him, stronger now than before. “It’s being taken care of.”
    “What do you mean, it’s being taken care of?”
    “My scout, Max, has some connections within the FBI and will relay the truth about what happened. The men drove up, and opened fire in attempt to kill you, and they lost their lives. You will remain on the records as missing until I can get you someplace where I can ensure your complete safety.”
    “My parents…”
    “We’ve contacted them as well. They know you’re okay and will lay low for a bit until the news and everything else dies down.”
    “Thank you.” A great weight lifted off her shoulders. She didn’t know if she would be able to d eal with the police again. Their questioning had been relentless the last time.
    Aiden’s warm palm caressed the side of her face and instant release washed over her, yet her he ad still pulsed with chaos overload. With his other hand, he pried her fingers off the pill bottle and took it.
    “Why do you keep taking these ?”
    “My doctor prescribed them. I’ve tried other natural remedies but only the medicine seems to help.”
    He tossed the bottle in the waste basket under the vanity. “Don’t take them anymore.”
    “Are you insane? ” she asked, looking at the basket then back at him. Her migraine raged on. She needed those pills! “That was the last pack. I left the other back at the house.”
    Aiden grabbed her hips with both his hands, and pressed her back to the wall. His manhood was hard against her belly . She recalled the night before when she was in his arms on the floor of the van. The memory of his lips on her made her weak at the knees, and she leaned into him.
    “ Mate .” The words barely left his lips. “Best friend. Confidant. Healer.” He lifted her chin slightly with his fingertips. “Lover. Wife. Mother of my children.” He kissed her with slow finesse, parting her lips gently with one swipe of his tongue.
    Keira kissed him back, molding her fingers to his chest. She followed his lead as it had clearly been a while since she had kissed a man. One thing was certain, she had never kissed a man like Aiden before.
    “Tell me where it hurts,” he said.
    “My forehead.”
    He pressed warm lips to her forehead and kissed along her hairline . She