Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
“Then don’t think about who he became. Have those memories of him because it is those that will keep you going through.”
“I didn’t want to have children. He did. He wanted to be a daddy, and so I … I got pregnant for him. It was so cold.” She sniffled. “I hated it. Being pregnant was so scary. Evelyn was so precious. She was so small when she was born.” Rain groaned. “I think I’m going to be sick.”
They were too late to stop the car. A nice puddle of vomit was now on the floor.
With the stench coming from the car, Wolf didn’t know if it would just be easier to burn the damn thing than clean it.
She was sick another time before they got to the house.
Wolf had never been so thankful to be home.
He picked Rain up as Mitchell came to the car.
“What’s wrong?” Mitchell asked.
“Call the doctor. She’s sick.” Wolf carried her into the house, but he didn’t go to her bedroom, he took her all the way to his.
She was soaked with sweat, and the smell was repulsive.
Leanne and Bethany, two of the maids who worked for him, rushed toward him as he carried Rain toward his wing of the house.
They got past him, heading toward the en-suite bathroom, where they started to run a bath.
Rain groaned. She had fallen asleep after the last bout of sickness. “I’m so tired,” she said, coming around.
“Rain, are you okay?”
“Has she taken anything?” Leanne asked.
Wolf glanced over at her. “What?”
“She looks drugged.”
Wolf frowned. “Did you see her take anything?”
“No, nothing. She was getting dressed when I got to her.”
“Go to her bedroom, see if you can see anything or any evidence she was taking something.” Wolf moved her toward the toilet. “Damn it, Rain.” He pushed his fingers into her mouth, and Rain spasmed against him, trying to pull away and retching as he did.
More vomit spilled from her mouth, but he didn’t see any signs of drugs.
Rain didn’t strike him as the kind that would end her own life. She loved her daughter and would fight for her.
Ten minutes later, Rain had nothing else to vomit up, and Leanne had returned empty-handed.
The doctor arrived as he had washed her, and he was checking her over.
Wolf stood, waiting, with residual vomit on his pants.
Rain was fast asleep but whimpered as the doctor took some blood. Wolf had already told him of his concerns.
He had his men at the restaurant, holding the man who’d served them. The restaurant had been closed, and the bottles of wine were kept. The waiter had been trying to leave when his men had captured him.
“When will I know the results?” Wolf asked.
“I will have them back to you before the end of the night.” The doctor nodded at him, and Wolf let him go.
Mitchell would have the details to pay him.
Leanne had stayed in the room. She had Rain’s hand within her own. “Do you think she will be okay?”
“Yes,” he said.
“You need to get changed.”
Wolf looked at Rain. She was pale and looked way too weak to be left alone.
“Don’t worry about her. I will take care of her. I promise.”
He didn’t want to leave Rain.
“Love is weakness. Women are to be used, nothing more.”
His father’s words came back to haunt him, but he pushed them aside.
There was no room for his father’s cruelty inside his head. Glancing at his woman, Wolf didn’t want to leave her, but the man at the restaurant needed to be dealt with.
“If anything happens to her, I will hold you personally responsible,” he said.
“I will take care of her. I promise.”
He wanted to argue, but he went into the bathroom, stepping beneath the shower after removing his clothes. The icy spray helped to clear his mind. He didn’t linger, wanting to get to the restaurant as soon as possible.
When he entered the bedroom, Leanne sat near the bed, and she’d pulled him out some clothes. He took them back into the bathroom, changed, and then joined Mitchell at the front door.
“Wolf, where are you going?” Evelyn said, surprising him as she came toward him from the stairs. She held on to a teddy and rubbed at her eyes.
“I’ve got to go and take care of some business,” he said, picking her up in his arms.
“I want my mommy,” she said, resting her head against his chest.
He glanced over at Mitchell, who looked somewhat irritated by the intrusion. He was going to have to remind the man who paid him well to be patient.
“Let me go and put you back to bed, okay? Mommy is not feeling well, so I need you to be a big girl for me.”
Wolf carried her back to her bedroom. The guard followed him, and he helped her back into bed.
“Story,” Evelyn said.