The men who’d taken her and brought her to the docks. When they unloaded the women, they had seen their mistake and tried to take her child away. The moment they did that, a monster had been truly unleashed.
She had attacked.
So much fire. So much passion.
He couldn’t just wait any longer, he needed to put a stop to this … nonsense.
Going to the door, he flicked the lock and opened it just as Rain was about to charge at it. This time, she ran straight into his arms. He caught her, wrapping his arms around her waist, thinking he’d have a few seconds of surprise, but Rain shocked him again. The moment she was touched, she started to attack, flinging her arms at him, trying to use her legs, anything that would get her free.
“Let me fucking go, you piece of shit. I want my baby. I am going to kill you.” She yelled each word.
Wolf had no choice but to grab her hands and haul her up against the wall. She was strong, but no match for him. There was no way she’d ever be able to overpower him. Still, she wriggled, and he couldn’t believe how much he liked having her so close to his body.
Rain was all soft curves, and the feel of her full tits was enough to distract him for the merest hint of a second, but then he was back in focus, keeping control of her.
“Let me go!” She yelled the words in his face, but he didn’t care.
He loved this fire. She was full of passion.
A mother fighting to get to her child. It was rather refreshing. He’d been made aware of women begging for money for their kids. Rarely did he see them fighting to protect. This was … interesting.
The men who’d taken her had truly fucked up big time.
“You need to be quiet,” he said.
“Not happening. You think I don’t know what is happening here? Give me back my daughter, you disgusting piece of trash. Fucking perve.”
She fought against him, tugging at her wrists, but she wasn’t going to get free.
“You leave me no choice.” Wolf let her go, spun her around, and placed his hand over her mouth. “It’s not nice to say bad things about strangers.” He covered her nose, and she kept on hitting him. Even as the fight clearly left her, she kept on fighting him.
He was getting nowhere with her in this building, and to be honest, he wanted to go and wipe the blood from his feet and clothing.
The moment Rain slumped in his arms, he picked her up, not caring about the dead weight of the woman.
Mitchell came scurrying back as he left the room. “Sir?” he asked.
Wolf ignored him, going toward the other room where Evelyn waited. He opened the door, whistled, and the little girl looked up with a gasp. “Mommy!”
“Mommy got a little tired, pumpkin. I’m going to be taking you over to my place. Do you want to come? I’ve got a big bedroom with your name waiting for you.”
She nodded, and being a young girl, she used her whole body to nod.
“Sir, do you think that is wise?”
“Grab your coloring book,” he said before turning toward Mitchell. “Do not even think to ask me that. I’m cleaning up this mess. Do as you’re told. I want the answers, and I want them now.”
Mitchell nodded as Evelyn came toward him. She surprised him by sliding her hand in the pocket of his trousers, holding on to him. He’d never experienced this.
Rain was growing even heavier in his arms, and he couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t wake up and cause a scene.
So far, the woman had been one giant surprise after another.
Walking out of the building, he ignored the curious looks of some of his men. They knew to do their job of keeping an eye out, and nothing had changed.
He placed Rain in the back of his car and then looked at Evelyn. Without a word, she climbed in after her mother, but kept on talking about whatever it was she was saying as they walked down to the car.
The kid didn’t shut up, and oddly enough, he didn’t mind the constant chatter.
Something was seriously wrong with him.
****
Rain jerked up in bed with a gasp. She placed her hand to her chest, feeling her heart race, knowing instantly something bad was happening. Just like the same morning she knew he was … gone.
She shook her head, refusing to go to that melancholy moment. Pushing her hair out of her face, she glanced around, knowing she was in a bedroom she wasn’t familiar with. The room was large, the walls decorated in a cream color, and there was so much space. The bed itself was huge, and she quickly flung the blankets off her body, becoming aware she’d miraculously changed.