Chapter 1-10

Chapter 1
“…the killer is believed to have murdered five men in the past two years. He remains unidentified, but his work has baffled detectives. He appears to corner his victims in their homes, or other urban settings, yet all five victims have reportedly died as a result of animal bites, earning him the nickname, “The Wolf.” The coroner cites undeniable evidence of predatory feeding behaviors, however—”

Rob clicked the remote and the widescreen television went black. Sasha shuddered.

“Well that sounds… horrible,” she said with a nervous laugh.

But Rob wasn’t looking at the television. He was staring at her with concern… and a little bit of pleading. When she didn’t meet his eyes, he leaned forward to put the remote on the coffee table, but rested his elbows on his knees. It made his shoulder blades stretch against his shirt.

“This Wolf guy is starting to make a habit of it.” He was still in his collared shirt from work, but the top two buttons were open and he’d rolled the sleeves halfway up his forearms, revealing the tight lines of muscle and scattering of golden hair.

For a split second, Sasha saw him as other women must—handsome, with sandy-brown hair that stood just a little too tall. Broad shoulders that let his shirts hang just right. A smile that could light a room.

She wished she felt that delicious tension with him.