To Keep A Wolf (Black Moon Pack Book 3) by Heather Hildenbrand

Author:Heather Hildenbrand [Hildenbrand, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-11-15T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

My heart rate is strangely calm when I step out of the shower and dress in the change of clothes I’ve borrowed from Levi. A pair of sweats and an over-sized tee that says Tactical Elite, We Go Hard. The words distract me from my spiraling thoughts. The idea that Levi wears this is almost amusing. Or maybe it’s just my dirty brain that sees an innuendo where there isn’t one. The slogan doesn’t feel like something he would choose to wear, but then I realize maybe I don’t know him like I think I do. I make a mental note to ask him about it, and somewhere in this inner monologue with myself, I wonder how I’m not falling apart.

Sure, my entire upbringing was centered around normalizing violence, especially where my mother is concerned. I’ve seen her subdue targets more times than I’ve witnessed it in movies over the years. But killing an unconscious wolf? That’s new. Even if it was a tracker.

Whatever happened to her after I left Blackstone has left its mark.

That, more than anything she said, leaves me wanting to hear her story. It also convinced the rest that she isn’t a threat to me after all. Even so, I could sense Levi’s hesitance at leaving us alone in the house. He made me take the rifle into the bathroom with me, which I promptly stuffed into the linen closet so I wouldn’t have to look at it.

Weapons don’t bother me, but something about the idea of having to use it on my mom doesn’t sit well. If she’s going to attack me outright, I’ll fight her off with the weapons gifted to me by blood—or not at all.

I towel dry my hair and then hunt around for a brush. I come up with a comb and do my best to make it work on my thick, tangled head of hair. On the upside, the wound on my shoulder is pretty much healed already. And my ear is good as new.

Apparently, the aconitum worked after all.

The house is quiet beyond the bathroom door. Tripp, Levi, and my father are burying the tracker far enough away from the house that anything that might stumble upon and dig it up won’t trace it back here—hopefully.

My mother helped herself to the second bathroom, but I can’t hear a single movement other than my own.

When I can’t put it off any longer, I step out and pad through the house on bare feet. To my surprise, I find my mother sitting at the table with a drink in her hand. She wears a pair of gym shorts and a gray tee that I expect belong to my father though I can’t scent anything coming off the clothes or her own skin. The glass she holds is half-full of amber liquid. In the center of the table is a bottle of whiskey. I retrieve my own glass from the cabinet and pull out the chair across from her, the one my father sat in earlier, and help myself to a hefty pour.

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