Page 115 of His Wild Attraction

We stalked over to the two SUVs Josef had waiting for us and we split up. Me with Adrik, and Josef and Marat in the second one.

“We will find her,” Adrik said.

I nodded. We had to. There was no other choice.

But even as I held on to my fear for my own sanity’s sake, I thought of my beautiful wife.

She looked so innocent, but beneath that soft exterior, Ellie was a fucking wolf.

My Lupina.

People lied.

Everyone did.

At one time or other, every single human being on the face of the planet has told a fib or a lie.

But my Ellie? She lied without ever meaning to.

Her whole appearance was a lie.

She made you think she was this shy, timid, scared little thing. This soft, fragile, sheltered carbon copy of a woman. But nothing could be further from the truth.

Ellie wasn’t some burned out version of herself.

Ellie was the fire.

She was iron.

She was steel

She was mine

All fucking mine.

And if Gary Peters laid one finger on her, he was going to find out the hard way what that meant.

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX ELLIE

Life was perfect. I never thought it could be. But suddenly, it was.

Andres loves me.

He loves Sammy.

We’re building a life together.

I had a basket of sourdough proofing on the countertop. I was going to make that rosemary focaccia Andres loved so much with dinner tonight. Steak and asparagus in a hollandaise sauce.

For Sammy, I was making another side dish, his favorite homemade mac and cheese. He’d already told me the macaroni monster in his tummy was hungry for it.

“Sammy!” I called my son’s name, frowning.

He’d already been warned we had fifteen minutes to spare at the park. No more than that.

I didn’t want to be late for our appointment at the preschool we were looking at for Sammy. It had great reviews and a long waitlist. But luckily, we were able to snag an interview.

I walked past a group of hippopotamuses at the Safari Playground, some of them half sunk into the soft rubbery ground that was safe for toddlers and preschool aged children to play on.