Cowboy in Wolf's Clothing by Kait Ballenger

Author:Kait Ballenger [Ballenger, Kait]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2019-05-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Belle rested on Colt’s couch, fuming for what felt like hours. With each passing minute, her frustration with her current situation mounted. Why had she ever thought it would be a good idea to come here? It had been an ill-planned choice.

Like some other ill-planned choices. Her hand drifted to her belly.

No use crying over spilled milk now. There wasn’t much she could do about the pregnancy other than take care of herself, because she had no intention of ending it. This was her chance to have a family of her own—with or without Colt.

She leaned into the sofa cushions with a sigh.

He’d changed. The man who had shown her mercy on the mountainside was no more, or at least he was buried deeper under the hardened exterior of a cowboy turned warrior. But how could he not be? After what they’d done to him.

I did die. Twice. His words tore through her.

She shuddered at the thought.

The door to his apartment burst open, and she grumbled her displeasure, expecting the “Commander.” She snarled at the thought of calling him that. Instead, a young woman, a female Grey Wolf who by appearance was a handful of years her junior, stood in the doorway.

“I’m sorry. I thought you were…” Belle’s voice trailed off. Best not to announce that she’d been growling at the mere thought of the Grey Wolf high commander.

The she-wolf slipped through the door. She pushed it shut behind her, and the latch closed with a click as she leaned against the frame. Her eyes, large and green, fell on Belle and stayed there. “You thought I was my brother?”

Could this be Colt’s younger sister? Belle didn’t think so. They didn’t look anything alike. Whoever she was, she was a spritely little thing. Slightly upturned nose, large eyes, and delicate bone structure. She was small in stature with an almost boyish figure, despite the feminine features of her face.

“Elizabeth, right?” the she-wolf asked.

Belle watched as the little sprite of a she-wolf made her way closer to the couch. She walked right up, seeming unconcerned that Belle could be a potential threat.

She supposed this woman thought her to be a Grey Wolf, which meant she had to play the part.

The young she-wolf reached for Belle’s hand, offering to help her up, but Belle shrank back from her touch. The look in the she-wolf’s eyes softened. “Someone’s hurt you before.” She said it with absolute certainty, as if she saw straight into Belle’s soul. “I hope it wasn’t my brother. Maverick and his friends are too harsh, if you ask me.”

“Maverick.” Belle’s eyes widened. She saw it now. They had the same green eyes, like jade with flecks of emerald. She hadn’t recognized it at first, but she did now. The intensity was the same, too, only on Maverick’s little sister, the gaze was full of kindness, a wise sort of knowing that would look out of place on the hardened packmaster.

“The one and only.” She reached for Belle’s hand again.

This time, Belle didn’t shrink away.

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