To Kiss A Wolf (Black Moon Pack Book 2) by Heather Hildenbrand

Author:Heather Hildenbrand [Hildenbrand, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-08-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Twelve

Grey returns shortly with food, which I eat, mostly because I have to do what it takes to regain my strength. The thought of him slipping something into my food crosses my mind, but it doesn’t feel like the truth. Not anymore. Somewhere along the way, I started trusting Grey. And I believe him when he says he’s protecting me. Maybe I’m being careless or naïve or any of the things Jadick thinks I am. But I can’t do this alone. I need allies. And trust goes both ways.

After I eat, some of the pain eases, and my muscles loosen enough to allow me to move easier. I find myself waiting—again. For Jadick to come yell at me for fighting with Burnett. Or Tripp or Frankie to lecture me about smart choices. Part of me even half-expects my mother to turn up. She’s never been MIA for this long. Not ever in my entire life. It worries me more than I can admit to anyone. Even myself.

But no one comes.

My thoughts drift to Levi’s tooth. Kari’s deadline. Jadick’s marriage deal.

The harder I try to find a way out, the more the walls seem to close in around me.

I pace my room until the space feels more like a prison than a safe haven. Despite Grey’s words—and the fight with Burnett—I’m not sure the danger is worth this. I’ve never hidden from my enemies. Run, maybe. But I don’t back down when cornered.

Then again, isn’t that exactly what I’ve done by agreeing to Jadick’s bargain?

I refuse to allow my mind to draw parallels.

What’s done is done.

Retrieving a discarded tennis ball from the corner, I settle on my cot with my back against the wall and toss the ball at the back of the door. It hits then bounces back again, and I catch and repeat.

Hit. Catch. Repeat.

The monotony helps shut off the constant stream of angry, worrying thoughts.

It helps me forget to punish myself about Levi for a little while.

Without warning, the door opens, and Tripp lets himself in, narrowly missing a tennis ball to the face. I catch the ball as it springs back at me and lower it to my lap.

“You want to watch where you throw that thing?”

“You’re the one barging into my room,” I point out, sitting up straighter.

“Heard you got into a fight with an ape,” he says, his expression darkening as his eyes zero in on my mouth.

I touch it gingerly, remembering this particular injury actually started when Jadick back-handed me. But I don’t say so.

He turns his head, and I notice the purple bruise along his cheekbone.

“What the hell happened to you?” I demand.

“I found the scouts.”

My chest lifts. “That’s great. Where?”

“They’re being held in a music store at the end of the west corridor.”

I frown. The west corridor is the only place I haven’t been allowed to visit. For good reason apparently.”

“Did you ask to see them?”

“Sure did.”

“And?” I prompt.

He points to the bruise. “Gregario said no.”

My muscles tighten with tension and the need to punch something.

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