Betrayed (Wolf Gatherings Book 6) Read Online Free

and keep her from getting up. “Nobody mentioned another wolf when they carried you in. You were in wolf form yourself, though. You must have shifted when you were bitten. Good thing too. Probably saved your life.”
    “But the dark wolf…” Heather leaned back down, all the air leaving her lungs. Had she imagined him? Was it possible she’d hallucinated a mate into existence from the poison?
    “I’m sorry, honey.” Kenzie stuffed the sheet back under Heather’s good leg, making sure not to jostle the injured one and keep it lifted. “I’ll ask Drake if he saw anyone, but you were pretty out of it when they brought you in the house. Maybe you imagined him?”
    Heather closed her eyes. She couldn’t believe she’d dreamed him.
    “Here. Take some Tylenol. It will lessen the pain.”
    Heather opened her eyes again, only a slit, enough to let Kenzie slip three pills into her mouth and then swallow a long drink of water. It tasted like heaven. So sweet… She was so thirsty…
    “Good. Drink as much as you can.”
    Heather downed the glass and then let her head flop back onto the pillow.
    “Rest. Your mind will be clearer when you wake up next.”
    Heather let sleep pull her under again, but she was agitated this time. All she could see was dark fur and deep brown eyes peering so close to her she could see into the other wolf’s soul. His gaze was sad, desperate, longing. He was hers. She knew it. Even if she did imagine him into existence.
    The next time Heather woke up, the sun was lower in the sky. It was evening, and she was alone. She glanced around the room. Nothing was different. A large pitcher of water and a glass sat next to her on the bedside table. She tried to lick her lips, but found her mouth too dry to attempt it.
    She swiveled her upper body and managed to pour herself a glass of water without spilling too much. She gulped it down as though she’d been lost in the desert for weeks. According to her mouth, she had.
    The door opened, and Heather switched her gaze to the entrance. Natalie Spencer came in with a cheery smile. “You’re up.”
    “Not really. I feel horrible. Even my head hurts.”
    “Yeah. But you’re so lucky.” She sat on the edge of the bed. “Most of the swelling went down before you shifted to human form. Scared the poop out of the boys when they found you outside the barn, out cold and gasping for air.” The woman’s concerned brow calmed Heather. Natalie had been a mother figure to Heather ever since she’d arrived on the ranch weeks ago.
    Heather tried to remember the details, not wanting to look like a complete fool again. All she could see in her mind was the dark wolf. Her mate. He’d helped her to the spot as best he could. Where had he gone?
    “Don’t stress about the details.” Natalie patted her good leg. “All that matters is you managed to crawl to the barn. And we found you.”
    Ah, so Kenzie had spoken to Natalie. She was pandering to her now.
    Heather shook her head. “It wasn’t in my imagination. A black wolf helped me. You need to find him.”
    Natalie paused. “You really think so? Nobody saw any wolves besides you.”
    “Well, nobody saw me either, but I was there. I was way out by the tree line. Walking. Enjoying the weather. When I was bit, I twisted all around. I even screamed. Nobody saw me.” Heather sat forward, her voice growing stronger. “So isn’t it possible there’s another wolf out there nobody saw?” She grabbed Natalie’s hand. “I’m not imagining this, Mrs. Spencer. I’m telling you he was there. He came out of the tree line, helped me back to the barn, and then…” She inhaled deeply. “Why did he leave?”
    “That’s the million dollar question.”
    “Please send someone to look for him. Maybe he’s injured also. Maybe he’s in the trees alone.” She couldn’t think of a single reason why her savior had left her. Who did that?
    If it sounded odd to Natalie, it sounded dumber to Heather in her own mind.