Bound to the Alpha: Part Three by Viola Rivard Read Free Book Online

fingers through his hair. “I never really liked running away, you know. It was fun for the first couple of hours, but after that, I missed being home, missed my family.”
    He frowned. “Then why did you do it?”
    She gave a slight shrug. “I guess for me, it was never about running away. I just loved being found.”
    Caim considered her for a moment, his shrewd amber eyes taking her measure. Finally, he asked, “Can we see my father now?”

Chapter 9
    W hen she woke the next evening, Sarah stayed very still, so as not to throw up. She lay on her stomach, smiling as she watched the two wolves play.
    Caim was tiny compared to his father, but it didn’t stop the tenacious pup from trying to wrestle Cain into submission. It was rare to see them both so at ease.
    Sarah was glad she’d been able to have a private hour with Cain. After they arrived back with Caim, the alpha had been bombarded with a laundry list of issues that his pack mates had been stockpiling.
    When it was finally time to go to sleep, Sarah had tucked Snow in with Lotus and Sable before eagerly heading for her room with Cain. When she got there, Cain had already fallen asleep, his son sprawled out beside him. A little disappointed, Sarah had settled down next to her mate.
    To her surprise, Caim had gotten up then, circling the pallet twice before laying down in the narrow space between herself and his father. Sleeping next to Caim was pretty much like sleeping next to a big dog, but Sarah couldn’t remember the last time she’d slept so soundly.
    Sarah took a deep breath through her nose, trying to dispel her nausea. The sound drew the attention of the wolves, and they both shifted to be at her side.
    “Are you all right?” Cain asked, helping her to sit up.
    “Just a little sick,” she said, brushing him off. “It’ll pass.”
    Cain pulled her into his lap and began to rub her back. The gesture was sweet, so she didn’t tell him that the movement only made her feel sicker.
    “Are you sick often?” he asked.
    “Only when I wake up. And before I eat. And after I eat.”
    Cain chuckled. “That is a good thing.”
    “So everyone keeps telling me,” she grumbled, placing her head on his shoulder.
    “Be careful,” Caim said, sitting down beside them. “She might throw up all over you. She did it to Sable.”
    While Cain laughed, Sarah shot his son a disgruntled look. “I didn’t throw up all over her. It was just a little in her hair. Who even told you about that?”
    “Lotus,” he snitched. “She is not a very good secret keeper.”
    Sarah sighed, snuggling closer to Cain. “I’ll make a note of that.”
    Before she could get too comfortable, Sarah heard a strange popping noise in the distance. She lifted her head as Cain’s posture stiffened. The sound was vaguely familiar to her, and her brows furrowed together as she tried to remember where she’d heard it before.
    Abruptly, Cain stood, bringing Sarah up with him. “Get dressed,” he ordered. “Both of you.”
    “What was that?” she asked.
    She heard another popping noise, this one a little louder. In a moment of astounding optimism, her first thought was fireworks .
    Gravely, Cain said, “That was a gun shot.”
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    “ I want to go with you.”
    Cain ignored his son’s protest, hoisting Caim onto Alder’s back with Snow and Sarah. All three of them were bundled up from head to toe, pelts serving as makeshift hoods to protect against the light flurries of snow.
    After hearing the gunshots, Cain had quickly rounded up the wolves, ordering them to pack only what was essential. Only a few moments later, he led them all out the hidden back exit of the den.
    “I do not want to wear this,” Caim huffed, tugging at his collar.
    Patiently, Cain said, “I need you here with Sarah and your sister. Look after them for me, understood?”
    His son instantly sobered, liking the idea of being in charge. Raising his chin, Caim replied, “Very well.”
    Cain would have laughed,