Longing for Her Wolves: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance (Hungry for Her Wolves Book 2) by Tara West

Author:Tara West [West, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shifting Sands Publishing
Published: 2018-10-15T18:00:00+00:00

“MY BABY! MY BABY!” Amara screamed, arms flailing wildly as she tried to catch her son in the darkness. Where had he gone? Was he all right? Her eyes flew open, and she looked at wide, frightened eyes.

Constantine hovered over her. “Soră, are you okay?”

“My baby! Where did he go?” Amara cried, sobs threatening to choke her words.

“He’s still in your womb,” Constantine answered, patting her bulbous tummy.

“Oh,” she breathed, blinking up at him. She remembered the goddess’s words that the baby she was holding was only a spirit. Still, that didn’t ease the ache in her chest. To be holding her child and have him ripped away was more than her mother’s heart could bear.

He helped her sit up, and that’s when she realized she was lying beside her comatose brother. She tried to gauge his injuries, but the room was too dark, and ever since the pregnancy, she no longer had superior eyesight.

Tatiana knelt beside her, holding her hands. “What happened to you?”

“I’m not sure. One second I was holding my baby and speaking to the goddess, and the next I was falling through the clouds.”

“You spoke to the goddess?” he said in awe.

“I need to speak to Bunic Klaus.” She released Tatiana, as memories of her dream unraveled like threads of an old, frayed scarf. “How long have I been here?”

“It’s been almost two hours, soră.” he patted her knee. “You look tired. You need rest.”

She squinted at Dimitri again. She wasn’t sure, but she thought the swelling had gone down. “I’m not finished.”

She blinked against the glare when Constantine flipped on a light beside their bed. She looked around the room as her eyes adjusted. Andrei and Dejan were gone. Constantine and Tatiana hovered, their pinky fingers linked. She pretended not to notice their tender, subtle gesture of affection as she hid a smile. She wondered if Tatiana was still reluctant to move to Romania.

“He looks a lot better.” Constantine pointed to Dimitri’s face. “His breathing is steady.”

She leaned over her injured brother and felt his forehead. His thoughts were less jumbled. His brain signals still misfired but not as frequently. She was unable to hold back a smile. “He’s healing.”

Constantine kissed her forehead. “Eat and rest, and then you can try again.”

“Are you sure?” she asked.

“You’re no good to him if you can’t keep your eyes open.”

Amara shook her head. “We can’t leave him alone.”

“I’ll get one of our brothers to watch him,” Constantine said.

“You’d better not let my father-in-laws catch you two.” Amara nodded at their joined pinkies.

Constantine and Tatiana broke apart, blushing.

No sooner had Tatiana opened the door than Dejan bounded toward her. “Are you hungry?” He looked at her like a dog waiting for his master to throw a ball.

She wrapped her arms around herself, her blush deepening. “Sure.”

He waved her forward. “Our bunics have smoked meats and cabbage rolls.”

“Wait, Dejan,” Constantine said, “it’s your turn to sit with Dimitri.”

His face fell. “But I want to spend time with Tatiana.”

“Dejan,” Constantine grumbled. “It is not wise to leave our frate alone.

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