“So you don't think I'm a monster?" Ryder asked, looking unsure.

"No. I just got scared is all. I didn't really understand what all this werewolf stuff really meant," I said, packing my things back into the backpack. "Well have a nice life."

"Wait, what? What do you mean - have a nice life?"

I slung my backpack up on my shoulder. "Exactly what I said, have a nice life. Mom's here, and if I play my cards right, tomorrow we'll be heading to California."

"So soon, I was hoping..."

"What? That I'd stay here, play house and give up on every dream and plan I made for myself?" I demanded with my hand on my hip.

"Well, no, but..."

"Right, I might believe you if it wasn't for that but. You were right about one thing Ryder, it's time to think of myself. So see you later and have a nice life." I moved around him and started for the door.

"God, I'm bad at this," he said, sighing.

I froze with my hand on the doorknob. Just walk away, Brook. You have no reason to feel bad. Instead, I turned around. He was sitting on the bed, looking as if his Goldfish had died. "Bad at what?"

"Being your mate. I did nothing to stop Mike. I've scared you and upset you to the point you don't even want to consider being with me. And if I can't take care of you how the hell am I going to take care of my pack when it's my turn to be alpha?"

Take care of me? Excuse me? My blood boiled with anger. I walked over to him and nudged his shoulder. "Who asked you to take care of me?"

"No one, but-"

I pushed his shoulder again. "This is the twenty-first century. I don't need anyone to take care of me! I've been doing fine on my own."

And why

was the only way to keep everyone happy. "Just because you saw me lose

I didn't mean it like that. I only...can

go and be reasonable."Fine," I said, defeated and plopped down on the

smiled. "The twenty-first century, remember? I get it. You can take care of yourself. I only meant I want to is all. You're my

be real here for

"I know enough."

said, staring at him incredulously. "You've known me for a week at best. You haven't even begun to know me. It's crazy that you'd expect me to stop everything because

"I'm not-"

stop me! Have you ever considered I don't like you or want to

washed over his face. "Don't say that. You're right. You still don't understand so don't

and it took everything I had not to run to the door. "Why? What would you

wouldn't hit you, Brook. Ever. Let me see if I can explain this without sounding like a dick. When you say things like that it makes certain instincts

a 'How to' book or something. I

at this," Ryder said, running his hand through his

about it. Maybe Andy could tell me,

laying on the bed with Ryder on top of me.

your friend? Your

Ryder as he pressed himself into me.

voice thick and rough. It didn't sound anything like him. "This is the effect you have on me. When you say things like you don't want to be around me, or

kind of liked it too. It caused a shock wave to tear through me. My whole body seemed to come alive,

kiss ended, Ryder rested his forehead against mine. We both gasped and gulped for

was..." Ryder said through his heavy breathing.

oddly seemed like one, by the way, my stomach tightened. I smiled hesitantly, and

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