Mellizo Wolves Read Online Free

encompassed the cave where Damon buried Hugo. Geologists digging
around in their hillside could bring trouble.
     

Chapter Two
     
    When
Damon came down to breakfast a few minutes later, Angela relayed the
geologist’s report. He frowned. “Don’t worry. Like I said, our structure is
sound.” He ate only a few bites of breakfast then glanced at his watch. “Gotta
go. I’m late.” He scraped the eggs and bacon onto the toast, folded it quickly
into a sandwich, and wrapped a napkin around it. “I’ll eat this on the way.”
    An image
of the holes in the bedroom walls and in the portrait flashed in her mind.
    “Do you
really have to go into your office today?” She couldn’t keep the irritation out
of her voice. “We have important things to discuss—”
    “Later, I
promise. Remember, I told you—a rush project came in. I’ll be back at one
o’clock to pick you up in plenty of time for our two o’clock appointment.” He
winked, gave her a quick kiss on her lips, then headed out the door, leaving
her to stew about the holes in the wall and all of the other unknowns in her
life.
    Before
she could work up a good steam of angst, her mom called. “Are you okay?”
    “Just
shaken a bit. Damon’s gone to work and I could use some company.”
    “Then I’m
coming over. I want to hear more about this pregnancy.”
    Angela’s
mouth fell open. “How did you find out about that?”
    Her mom
laughed. “I saw Dr. Lopez’s nurse last night at our prayer meeting, and she
mentioned how great you looked. I added up two and two and figured she’d seen
you in the gynecologist’s office. With your quickie marriage and a visit to
your GYN, I deduced you might be pregnant.”
    “You’ve
been watching those detective stories on TV again, haven’t you?”
    “Yes, but
that’s not it. I got suspicious when you slipped away without a proper
wedding.”
    “Mom, I
told you about that. After all that happened, we just wanted a quiet ceremony
with no fuss. Besides, we thought it would be easier on Dad. He still acts a
little miffed at Damon. None of us need to deal with any extra tension right
now. Surely you understand.”
    “But, you are pregnant, right?”
    “We’ll
talk about it when you get here. I’ll ask Kyle, our houseman, to pop a fresh
batch of cinnamon rolls into the oven. He used to help his dad in their family
bakery and the guy is a genius with pastries.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Forty
minutes later, Angela checked out the enclosed glass veranda to be sure Kyle
had it set up nicely for her coffee party with her mom. He was just finishing
up when she entered. Angela looked him up and down. He was about her age with
spiky carrot-top hair and intelligent water-blue eyes. Like all Damon’s staff,
he was a bit odd. He moved about the mansion like an undernourished ghost,
always sneaking up on her. This time, she’d tried to sneak up on him, but he
turned immediately.
    “All set,”
he said, flashing a toothy grin.
    She felt
invigorated by his enthusiasm, and warmed by the aroma of cinnamon, coffee, and
pine spiking the air. The setting looked festive with the white tablecloth and
candles. The centerpiece of fragrant evergreen branches, pine cone, and two big
red bows added to something special to the occasion.
    “Thanks
for doing such a lovely job, Kyle.” She felt the warmth of her smile deep in
her heart. “I need to ask you to do another project this morning. I wouldn’t
bother you, but it’s important.” She rushed on, not waiting for an answer.
“There’re some holes in the wall in the master bedroom. Please fill them right
away and touch up the paint.”
    Something
flickered in his eyes, and then he grinned. “Good as done,” he said.
    She
stroked a pine needle and inhaled the heady, fresh scent. When she looked up to
tell Kyle not to re-hang the portrait, he was gone. She shivered, remembering
how Damon’s half-brother Reeves used to disappear like an apparition. Damon had
trusted him and that