Cook, Kris - Primal Desire [Texas Wolf Pack 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Kris Cook

going on?” His heart pounded in his chest as ancient guilt began to suffocate him. “What have you done, Megan?”
    “Luke, relax. Your girlfriend is a pretty impressive witch. She reached through the ether and called us to her.”
    His eyes were wider than he thought possible. This was too much to take in. “Is this some kind of trick?”
    “No, Luke. I used Kate’s spell book to do this. I wasn’t going for this exactly—”
    “What do you mean?” He was rambling but couldn’t help himself. Seeing his parents with Megan was too surreal, too close to his darkness. Once she knew, she would leave him.
    “Son, relax. We’re here. I can sense you doubt what you see and hear.” The image of his father smiled broadly. “Am I right?”
    “The spell I invoked was actually a truth spell.” Megan stood up and walked to him. “I wanted to know the truth about why you had trouble with me going to Kate’s shower. Voilà. Instead of some disembodied voice telling me what I desired, your parents showed up to fill me in.” She sat down beside him on the bed and took his hands.
    He looked back at his parents, still floating by the table. “Is it really you?”
    His mother’s eyes sparkled brightly, just like he remembered them. “Yes, honey.”
    “I’m sorry, Luke. I didn’t mean to open up this can of worms.”
    He closed his eyes and shook his head. “I thought I’d never see them again. I’m the reason they’re dead, Megan. I caused it. I did it.”
    “Shh, Luke.” She put her arm around him. “That isn’t what happened at all. Ask them.”
    He glanced up at his parents. Their arms were around each other.
    “Son, we’ve been watching you since we left. You’ve been carrying that crushing guilt for too long.”
    “But I killed you,” he choked out.
    “You didn’t. It was an accident. That’s all.”
    His mother’s spirit floated next to him. He could actually feel her hand as she cupped his chin. “Your father and I passed on together, Luke. And though I wish we could’ve been with you to help you, we have been together ever since.”
    His dad’s spirit came up behind his mother’s. “We will never be apart, son. Ever. Now you have a chance to embrace a beautiful woman. Honor our memory by living, Luke.”
    The images of his parents began to fade.
    “I will.”
    “I love you, son.” His dad smiled.
    His mother kissed his cheek, and he felt a tingle where her spirit lips touched him. “I love you, Luke. We’ll always be close. Take good care of him, Megan.”
    “I will,” she said, tears rolling down her cheeks.
    As the images of his parents faded out completely, Luke pulled Megan close. She had healed his pain and brought light into his world. She was his mate, his true love, and the woman he would spend the rest of his life with.
    “I love you, Megan.”

Chapter Eleven

    Megan opened her eyes and saw the warm glow of sunbeams coming in from the cabin’s windows. Exhausted by the conjuring of Luke’s parents, she’d quickly fallen asleep in his arms. The next time her grandmother visited the cabin, Megan would ask her if the magic tea they’d sipped might’ve been the cause that turned the truth spell she’d tried to cast into a more powerful spell that brought forth the departed. It wasn’t something that she wanted to try again.
    Luke wasn’t in the bed with her. In fact, he wasn’t in the cabin. On his pillow was a note for her and the keys to his truck.

    Sweetheart,
    Have fun at your sister’s shower.
    Love,
    Luke

    Megan’s heart flip-flopped. She was the luckiest woman in the world to have Luke, a man who loved her beyond anything she’d ever known possible. And she loved him. Kissing the note from Luke, she grabbed the keys.
    In time, she imagined he might actually go with her to Kate’s or her Gran’s. Baby steps.
    As Megan got ready to go, she felt deliciously lighthearted. Less than a month ago, she hadn’t known witches, spirits, or wolf shifters even