Seer: Reckless Desires (Norseton Wolves Book 8) Read Online Free PDF

soon, he was going to have to dip into his emergency fund—something he tried to avoid doing at all costs. Wolfpacks were fickle things, and Arnold never again wanted to be turned out on his ear without a penny to his name. Next time he got sent away, he’d be prepared. He wouldn’t have to sleep outdoors unless he wanted to, or have to beg strangers for money or food.
    He didn’t have to be indigent.
    The fact that Leonora had seemingly chosen that life grated at him.
    Running into the woods with a baby…
    She had to either be desperate or nuts.
    He took the bags from the clerk and waited at the end of the hallway for her.
    “Desperate or nuts,” he muttered.
    It was high time he found out which.

CHAPTER FOUR
    Leonora took another sip of water and stared at Arnold’s profile as he drove silently.
    They were somewhere in New Mexico. He’d told the truth about that much. That was all she knew. If she’d had one of those fancy new phones like his, she might have been able to open a map app and see their exact location.
    Probably doesn’t matter, anyway.
    Her being far away from home was a good thing, actually. She hadn’t exactly left Wolverton with the blessings of her “husband,” or anyone else. She wasn’t supposed to leave town unescorted, and up until her great escape, she’d never left at all.
    Cringing, she settled lower in the seat and shifted Kinzy to her other arm.
    So tired of the silence.
    “Been lucky so far, right?” she said. “No cop’s pulled us over for not having a seat for her.”
    “Oh, they probably can’t tell she’s back there.” He glanced at her in the rearview mirror and put his gaze right back on the road. He had to be pushing the truck to seventy, and apparently they were making very good time. The man was a machine of some sort.
    “We’re higher off the ground than most police vehicles, for one thing. For another, she’s on your lap. They can’t tell you’re holding her. Risk would probably be higher if she were upright and staring out the window or something.”
    “I never bothered to buy her a seat. Didn’t think I’d need one. Lady wolves from my town so rarely ever go anywhere.”
    “Yeah, that’s the case across the board. I think most of the ladies in Norseton have driver’s licenses, though. My sister does, for sure, but she hasn’t lived in a pack for a long time.”
    “Where was she?”
    “With me. We both left our pack at fourteen.”
    “Why?” Leo knew she was pushing her luck, peppering the man with questions the way she was. Ladies were supposed to be seen, not heard. And to be seen as little as possible, at that. They did their best to stay out of the men’s way, but every now and then, paths crossed, and some jerk got his knickers in a twist.
    “I was sent away from my pack, and she went with me. We’re twins. Until she died, our mother raised us to do pretty much everything together. After that, all me and Petra had was each other.”
    “Oh. I’m sorry. I don’t know what that’s like, losing someone. I’ve been lucky, I guess. At least with that .”
    He shrugged and glanced into the mirror again.
    His eyes were so dark that she couldn’t make out the pupils in them. They should have been menacing, but they just weren’t anymore. They were warm and… curious .
    She was curious, too. Not staring at him was hard, and if she’d been the slightest bit decent, she wouldn’t have wanted to. After all, she was married.
    Kind of.
    He fixed his gaze back on the road, and that quiet descended into the truck cab again.
    She was capable of quiet, for the most part, but the lack of noise had always made her uncomfortable. She was a talker. Her mother always cringed whenever Leo opened her mouth. You’re gonna get yourself in trouble, Leo , she always said. One of these days, you’re gonna open your mouth and some impatient wolf is gonna snap. Don’t make the same mistakes as me. Save your words for home. Do all your talking with me,