Desert Moon (The Wolves of Twin Moon Ranch Book 1) by Anna Lowe

Author:Anna Lowe [Lowe, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: The Wolves of Twin Moon Ranch: Book One
Publisher: Twin Moon Press
Published: 2015-03-03T18:30:00+00:00

They were dressed and bumping down the road again before Cody could draw up beside them. Lust hummed in Ty’s veins as the truck rolled over the gravel road, patient in the knowledge that he’d have her again soon. Because he wasn’t going to let this woman go. Not tonight. Not for many nights, not if he could help it. Families be damned. Bloodline be damned. His father, her father—what would they really do?

He wasn’t about to hide her, either. That would be impossible now, anyway. His scent was all over her. So everyone would know. So what?

His eye twitched at the thought of his father’s impending return. If ever a Dixon was to step foot here…

Lana rubbed her bare thigh with a palm and leaned back with a smile that said she was savoring a simmering memory. “You’re very thorough. Covered me well and good with your scent, alpha.”

Damn, that would take some getting used to. A woman reading his thoughts? He fought back the grin growing on his lips. The idea had its own crazy appeal.

He met her eyes, and the steady calm he found there was a salve to his troubled soul. His wolf was right. She could do it. He’d met the one woman who could temper him, stand beside him—

A snake slithered across the road and he jerked the wheel to swerve. He shook off the sense of unease it brought, determined not to let anything ruin this glorious night.

“So beautiful here,” Lana murmured as mesquite and pinyons slid past, waving to her like visiting royalty. She smiled back at them as if promising to come back soon and meet each one of them. His eyes roamed over the landscape, trying to imagine it from her perspective. What did she think of the yucca, sticking up like a scarecrow? Or the ragged-barked walnut standing sentry over there? To him, the desert had always been soothing despite its rugged edges. Home.

Lana’s next comment nearly gave him whiplash. “It hasn’t changed a bit.”

His teeth caught on his lips. It took two tries to get the words out. “What do you mean?”

“I figured it would have changed since the last time I was here, but it hasn’t. So peaceful.”

“You were here before? When?” His voice dropped an octave.

“It would have been…May. Twelve years ago? Thirteen?” Lana paused, checking her memory. “The year the pump house burned down. I remember everyone talking about it.” She looked at him closely, some private thought playing in those eyes. “How is it that we didn’t meet then?”

His mind whirled. Where had he been in May of that year? Some dim memory stirred, then clouded when Lana’s eyes jumped to left side of the road. “Hmpf,” she mumbled, suddenly distracted. “What do you keep up there?”

“Up where?”

She pointed up a gully.

“Just bush up there,” he assured her, still groping for the memory.

“I saw something. Trash maybe?”

He snorted. “Nothing out there.”

He felt her go tense at the blunt dismissal in his words. Crap. This was just as bad as whipping the luggage out of her hand.

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