Fated to the Traitor by Georgette St. Clair

Author:Georgette St. Clair
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beyond DEF Publishing Services LLC
Published: 2020-09-11T16:11:48+00:00

“Dude, you had a wet dream! ‘Now, Ash. My Ash. Now!’”

Heath decided today probably was a very good day to kill Cynes, but he’d do that after he slept.

Chapter Eleven

How the hell Carlo had found himself stuck with babysitting duty once again, he would never guess. Isadora grinned up at him, and he swore she remembered the last time he was here.

Groaning, he was also sure she’d grown a few inches.

Wonderful.

“Car-car.”

Carlo lifted one brow. She’d obviously learned a new word, and he couldn’t help the melting of his heart to hear it.

He pointed to his chest. “Me?”

She nodded, her smile widening. Her pointed canines hung a bit below her the rest of her teeth, a sign her wolf wasn’t completely contained, and her pupils were large as well.

“Bambina, you have to learn to care for your wolf.”

Without a handle on her internal instinct, Isadora was slated for a life of hiding until she reached maturity and control. And the way she was going, her wolf and body were much older than her mentality.

That could be very, very dangerous.

“Hide.”

Cazzo! No. There was no way in hell his balls could take another shot from her.

“How about we do something else? What about we play a board game?”

Safe. Easy. And no fast-moving parts he had to worry about. Arturo had a meeting with Adonis to work out a regular schedule of using his child park exclusively for Isadora once a week so she could enjoy herself. The expense would be wild, but nothing was too good for his little Isadora.

Carlo could understand. At one time, Isadora’s namesake had been treated the same way. She was beautiful, a Sicilian beauty who’d been raised in the life of Famiglia and knew how to navigate the small political battles of parties, warring clans, and even assuaging shifter ire.

She’d been born and bred to take the role next to an Alpha.

Her love for Arturo had been sure, steady, even if their match had been arranged. She may not have been the mate of his soul, but she’d taken his heart. Sure, she feared what would become of them if Arturo met his mate, but that hadn’t stopped them from making a family anyway. Until it was all ripped away in a senseless murder. They still didn’t know who the responsible party was.

“No,” Isadora answered.

Figures.

Carlo wouldn’t be so lucky to get her to relax and sit pretty on the floor, but he had to do something. Isadora bounced from foot to foot, a mass of energy and eagerness—something he recognized in prepubescent wolves.

I got it!

“Stay here, piccolo. I’ve got a surprise for you. Can you do that for me?”

Isadora nodded, strands of her green hair sliding over her forehead. “Yes.”

Carlo nodded at a guard standing next to the door—silently ordering the man to keep an eye on her—and went in search of Arturo in his office. The dark mahogany wood floors and walls made his wolf feel like he was in a den, something Arturo did on purpose. Hallways were tight and close to help create these feelings, lower lighting and darkened corners.

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