Undercover Wolf's Great Loss (Shifter Doctor Daddies Instalove Romance 3)

Becoming a doctor had been the right thing to do. Chasing Geraldine had been just the opposite, though I had been convinced of her saving grace when I scented her. So close, yet so far off the mark.

How could I have been so wrong?

One more stomp on the blinds sent me back into the hallway. Tasks resumed as normal. I nodded to each nurse I passed, attempting to look as calm and in control as possible.

But deep down, I was losing my cool. I was spinning out of control. My wolf was desperate to be released so he could tear everything apart, everything that I had so carefully worked to keep sacred.

I have to make sure Viola and Destiny are safe, I thought as I rushed to the locker room to collect my things. It was nearly the end of my shift. I could leave early.

Their safety is in my hands—now more than ever.

Wolf twisting and barking to be released, I darted from the locker room and to the stairs, taking them by two on my descent. I sprinted into the parking lot, hopped into my car, and plugged my phone into the radio system, turning on something loud, hard, and melodic.

“April knows something,” I whispered underneath the doom metal blasting through the speakers. “I’m sure of it. And getting to my daughter means figuring that out.”

Blowing my cover would be an astronomical mistake. But if Remington had sent two goons, he would send a dozen more, and they would eventually realize who was hiding in their midst: the very man they had wanted dead several years ago.

I had to get to my daughter and her caregiver. I had to make sure they were alright. It would mean telling Destiny everything, showing her the life she once had and the mother who had birthed her.

It would be painful.

It would be excruciating.

But it would be worth it to ensure that her life continued. I sniffed the air as I drove along the highway, picking up some of April’s scent. It was difficult to miss at this point.

The scent of honeysuckle bloomed along the side of the road where her paws had beat the earth. Icy blue eyes like glaciers had struck me where I stood, making it nearly impossible to speak to her. Lucky for me, speaking hadn’t been particularly necessary when I saved her from a concussion.

She had been small in my arms, almost helpless, yet also filled with a fierceness that aroused me in every way. Having a woman like her in my arms every night would likely ease my wolf and my rage, the two of them fueling each other in vicious cycles that made it impossible to connect with anyone.

It wasn’t my fault I was such a hothead. If anyone else had survived the atrocities I had faced, they would have barely made it out alive, let alone thriving in a robust career as a brilliant doctor. I was one of the lucky ones.

But maybe not for long.

April was the key to everything. She was the answer to my delirium, to the raging fever that ate away at my body. Her touch, her scent, and her gaze would surely set me free. Just as my late wife had done.

Just like Caitlyn...i

I had to find April. I had to discover the truth about our connection—whatever that might entail.