Scion (Norseton Wolves Book 4) by Holley Trent Read Free Book Online Page B

found Vince tucking himself back into his boxers. Still hard . Of course he would be, though. She’d never known a wolf like him who wasn’t ready to go again within a few moments. All that testosterone was good for something.
    Well, not good for her at the moment. Contrary to what had come out of her mouth, she didn’t think she could handle another round just yet. The adrenaline was crashing and her body was starting to report in to her brain with all the aches and sensations that had been stifled beneath the pleasure. Even with her superior werewolf healing, her hips would probably be aching for days.
    “You could probably never go home now, even if you wanted to.” He pulled open the truck door and leaned into the crew cab. After some rustling, he drew out a raggedy towel of questionable cleanliness tossed it to her.
    She cringed, but since beggars couldn’t be choosers, she used it to clean her sticky thighs the best she could before slipping her panties on. “Why can’t I go home?”
    “You reek of Carbone now. You’ve got one for a mate and one for an alpha. That’s not gonna sit well with your folks back east.”
    “Why not? Enough with the insinuations. Out with it, already. Obviously you know something I don’t.”
    He stood in front of her with his arms crossed over his chest and drummed his fingertips against his biceps as he stared at the sky. “If you still had a phone, I’d tell you to call your daddy and ask him why your pack shrank so much when you were a little girl. Hell, I’d lend you my phone so you could do it, but I don’t want my number traced. I know your daddy is good at that. So— hmm . How about this?” His pale brown gaze fell to her face.
    She would have bet her heirloom gold cross that at that moment that he had a bit of the devil in him. She wasn’t so afraid of the devil himself, but of the truths he told.
    “Why don’t you ask one of the women in the pack if you can borrow her phone? Maybe Stephanie or Lisa. Ask your daddy what happened, and then tell him who your new mate is. That is, if you haven’t talked to him already.”
    “Why, so he can rescue me?” The suspense was killing her. What does my father know? No, what does Vic know? Obviously, too much. Does that mean Alpha knows it, too?
    Frustrated, she twisted the end of her ponytail into a knot she’d probably have to cut out later.
    “He’s not gonna want you back, unless he’s become a hypocrite in addition to being a cheat. Say whatever you want to him, but I’m gonna listen in on the call. I would strongly suggest you not clue Daddy Dearest in on your location, because if you do, you’ll regret it.”
    “Because you’ll hurt me.”
    He furrowed his brow and took a step away from her. “I may dislike who you are, but I don’t hurt women unless they try to hurt me first, and mortally. You are my mate. There may be absolutely no affection between us at the moment, but I will protect you to the best of my ability, and make sure you’re provided for. I can’t make any promises beyond that, but I won’t hurt you.”
    “You won’t love me, is what you’re saying.”
    She didn’t know where the words had come from. Love seemed a petty concern at the moment. Maybe it was her inner wolf speaking through her human half, or maybe it was just her sex-addled brain making her spew gibberish. Either way, she did want to know the answer.
    He was quiet. His expression gave nothing away, and his body language remained closed off. Cold as ice.
    “Listen, the other mates might be at home now. You should be able to catch one.”
    Now it was her turn to be silent. She didn’t think any of the ladies would have a problem loaning her a phone. They were probably going to ask her why she needed it, but that wasn’t a big deal. Ashley had always been able to come up with a good lie in a pinch. The thing that scared her more was the possibility that Vic’s taunts and jeers were founded in something other than just