Betrayal: Reckless Desires (Dark Wolves Book 2) Read Free Page A

cascading around her shoulders. Wesken’s breath caught in his throat, and all of the moisture in his mouth dried. Try as he might, he couldn’t keep his gaze from drifting lower. Her breasts peeked at him from between her long, silky strands, teasing him with their tight, rosy nipples. He wanted to grab her hips and pull those generous curves into him, feel her soft flesh against his rigid body. His groan slipped free before he could restrain it.
    It wasn’t until she reached out to take her jeans from his hands that he realized she was talking.
    “…probably his teeth. I’ll check on him if you want,” she said.
    When he finally met her gaze again, she had one eyebrow raised and her lips curved up. “I’m sorry, what was that?” he hated to admit he hadn’t been listening, but if it had to do with his nephew, he wanted to know.
    Argram chuckled, but when Wesken snapped his gaze over to him, he found him still with his back turned. A throat cleared next to him, and one of the Betas held a pair of jeans out for him while still keeping his face turned from Amalija. Smart wolf.
    “Thank you.” He didn’t look at the woman turning his world upside down as he pulled them on. If she was looking, he didn’t need to know. It wouldn’t matter.
    “I was saying that Malec is probably fine. I have an idea of what might be wrong, but I need to see him first. His canines are due out any time now, and they’re tough for the little ones to push through,” Amalija pulled her jeans up, wiggling a little to get them over her hips before pulling her shirt over her head. “You can all turn back now.”
    “Miga and Malec are at home. They were waiting for me to return so that we could leave. I hope you’re right.” Argram said as he turned and reached for her elbow.
    His hand hadn’t reached her arm before Wesken’s growl rumbled from his chest.
    Argram stopped dead in his tracks, then stepped up to him, nose to nose. He was his brother, but Argram was still the Alpha. “Have you claimed her?”
    “You know I haven’t,” Wesken denied, and then released his breath through clenched teeth. Submitting to anyone, even his brother, went against his nature, but it was necessary to keep the pack hierarchy.
    “Unless you intend to challenge me, stand down.”
    Had they not been surrounded by Amalija and the other men, Argram would have laughed at him, but in front of the others, he couldn’t allow the disrespect.
    Wesken averted his gaze. “No challenge, brother.”
    “Good, now let’s check on Malec.” Argram took Amalija by the arm and led her toward his home. “Delana and Khet are away gathering roots and herbs and won’t be back for a few days. Can you help?”
    Clenching and releasing his fists, Wesken forced himself to follow. Seeing her walk away from him with another man’s hand on her, innocent as it was, had his blood pumping hard and his vision flashing in shades of red. He’d barely managed to get his fury under control when they got close enough to the house to hear Malec’s screaming.
     
     

FOUR
    “You’re sure this is going to work?” Miga asked as Amalija spread some clear goop she’d gotten from the infirmary over the toddler’s gums.
    She gave the worried mother a reassuring smile. “Yes, it’ll work. See how swollen his gums are where his canines are going to be? They’re hurting. I’m not sure what Delana puts in this stuff, but it’s good, and it works fast.”
    Malec struggled in his mother’s arms, screaming so loud Amalija winced. Off to the right, Argram growled, but she didn’t stop. It would be over soon. With a soft a touch, she rubbed the tender area until the medicine was gone. Malec took a deep breath, opened his mouth wide to screech again, but then hiccupped and sniffled.
    Miga’s eyes shone with moisture as she blinked fast. “How do you know what to do?”
    Amalija shrugged. “I took care of the children in my…” She stopped herself before blurting out “old