Free Savage Sanctuary: A Dire Wolves Mission (The Devil's Dires Book 2) by Ellis Leigh

was about to have her independence ripped away from her. Preferably by Levi. Immediately.
    “Too fucking bad. No independent shewolf is going to keep me from doing my job, especially not when that job is keeping her alive.”
    A woman in a long, thick coat turned the far corner and headed toward the house in question, making both of them stop and stare. Levi couldn’t keep his eyes off her, couldn’t look away even for a second. Something about her slammed into his wolf and nearly knocked him to his knees. She had to be the sister, the Omega. That magic within her was working some serious mojo on him, had him all hyped up and ready to race down there. Be the knight on the white horse or whatever.
    Abel confirmed Levi’s assumption. “That’s her.”
    “Let’s go.” Levi shook off the snow that had collected on his hair and shoulders, shivering as the wet liquid hit his warm skin. “I’m freezing my balls off out here.”
    But Abel didn’t move, just watched his sister as she walked farther along the street below. “She’s going to hate us both for this.”
    “Let her.” Levi brushed off the internal whine of his wolf at that thought. “I’d rather your sister be alive and hating us than dead and not. Or worse.”
    Abel glanced at him, confusion heavy across his brow. “Worse than death?”
    That question ate at Levi, made him remember things he’d rather forget. Things he’d seen. Things he’d been too late to stop. “There are many fates worse than death, especially for a young female.”
    Abel blinked twice before realization seemed to fall over him like a blanket. His eyes went dark, dangerous, and the snarl that left his lips was positively vicious. “Hide her.”
    “That’s the plan.” One that needed to happen…immediately. “You meet her inside and get this shit rolling. I want to check the perimeter of the place. See how close our peeping toms have come.”
    “On it.”
    The two men shifted without another word, Abel heading straight for the back porch of her house as directed. Levi ran across the yard to the side of the house, following the subtle scent trail. The newly fallen, heavy snow was an excellent camouflage, and his damaged nose certainly didn’t help that situation. But he was determined. He tracked hard, using every bit of his skill and senses. Following the scent all the way around one side of her house, right up to the window at the far back corner.
    There were no other houses on this side of hers, no neighbors to see someone peeking inside. A definite possibility considering how concentrated the scent was underneath the window. Levi’s gut knotted at the possibility of what room that spot looked into. He hoped it wasn’t what he thought…but his wolf was already growling in his head. Teeth out, claws ready, the beast confirmed what Levi knew even before he looked inside. Still, he hopped onto his back paws and peeked through the glass.
    Bedroom—of course—because no way could this situation not get any creepier than it already was.
    The scent was on the window ledge, on the glass, even on the siding of the little house as if the creeper had rubbed up against it. Scenting the place. The proof that the person tracking the girl had obviously stood outside her bedroom window and watched her do any number of personal things made Levi want to set fire to the world. He wanted to rip out the throat of the unknown peeper, wanted to break through the window and stand guard over the woman he had yet to meet. His protective instincts were screaming so loud inside his head, he practically did just that. But the thought of scaring her, of breaking in to her house like an animal and making her fear him, helped him keep control. If only for a moment.
    Clinging desperately to the thread of human sense that told him he had to be cautious in how he approached this woman, he ignored his wolf’s need to kill and hopped down. It was time to get her the fuck out of town.
    He’d made it