Reformed Wolf: an mm shifter mpreg romance (Grim Wilds Book 2) by Trisha Linde

Author:Trisha Linde [Linde, Trisha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-06-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Dylan

Shit, shit, shit. I fell asleep. I can’t believe I fell asleep!

Well, I mean, I could believe it, because I felt warm and safe and sated in a way I never had before, so obviously I fell asleep, but now the sun was rising, and I was gripping the vine in white-knuckled fists as I climbed back across to my window. I kept an eye out on the grounds below, expecting one of the guards to see me at any second. What would my father do to punish me? Perhaps he would punish Tris…

No one saw me, though. No calls of alarm from the guards I knew must be out there somewhere. I could smell their animals faintly on the breeze, but it seemed I’d gotten lucky. I dropped down onto my balcony with feline grace, landing in a crouch.

My smile, tentative at first, began to widen as I congratulated myself on a stealthy job well done. My panther rolled his eyes at me. You’re welcome, he sassed.

Hey, I can be perfectly graceful without you, thank you very much, I snarked back, slipping through the balcony door.

Padding softly into my room, I froze, and my smile quickly dissolved. My father was sitting on the edge of my bed, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. His gaze was turbulent as his eyes roved across every inch of skin he could see, making sure there were no mating marks, no doubt. “Do I need to have the doctor do another examination?” he asked.

Shame attempted to needle me, bringing a blush to my cheeks, but I refused to feel anything but bliss for how my mate made me feel last night. I crossed my arms over my chest defensively. “No,” I gritted out, jaw clenched.

“Good, because if Azar wins, I know he will expect to find you pure.” He rose from the bed and walked toward the door.

“He won’t win.” It felt too early to declare it with such certainty, but I knew Tristan would win. It wasn’t just a hunch or a random stab in the dark. I knew it.

My father smiled over his shoulder at me. “I hope you’re right.”

“Daddy?” I called before he could leave. “Please don’t hurt anyone because I snuck out.” I still felt guilt over Edgar’s beating.

“Of course not,” he said casually. “I was the one who told them to let you go. Get some rest. It’s going to be a long night.”

My jaw dropped, but he was gone before I could question him further. He knew I snuck out, and he let me go to Tristan? Why would he do that?

Confused but way too tired to think it through, I dragged back the blanket and crawled into my bed, still made from before I snuck out. It wasn’t as warm as my mate’s bed had been, and it was far too much empty space for just little old me, but for now, it would have to do. This was my last time sleeping alone, I told myself.

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