I unplugged it and took a step toward him.
“The code is 1020.”
“Thanks.” I bit my lip and typed it in. He had texts from a few of his packmates. I tried not to read them, but the previews were hard to ignore. All of them were some form of an offer to help, except Ethan’s. He was asking how to text someone who had blocked you.
Connor had Emmy’s number saved, so calling her was simple. I lifted the phone to my ear while it rang.
She answered on the second tone. “Hey, how’s Zoe?”
“It’s me,” I said.
“Oh, thank fuck! Finn just told me that people can die the first time they shift. Did you know that? No one ever warned me! Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Shifting was pretty bad, but Connor helped a lot.” My gaze met his.
His expression was calm, but somehow intense too. I felt like he was staring into my soul. Or maybe waiting for me to reject him.
“Can you do me a favor?” I asked Emmy.
I hated asking for help. Always had. After my childhood, asking for anything felt like a major risk. I was only comfortable doing it because Emmy and I had been so close for so long.
“You know you can. What do you need?”
“Connor thinks if a female werewolf can be away from her mate during the chase, she’s going to reject him. I guess that happened with all of the guys in the pack.”
“And your wolf can be away from him?”
“Mmhm. Is there anyone you can call to ask if that applies outside of their group?”
“Of course. Me and Finn will figure it out. You should know if you’re doomed.”
“Exactly. Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me. It’s my fault you’re in this situation at all. I basically dragged you to that book club, Zoe.”
I grimaced. “You didn’t drag me anywhere. I made a plan to get out of a contract with my parents and needed a husband to make it work.”
Emmy sucked in a breath. “Youdidn’t.”
“I did.”
She laughed. “Damn, Zoe. I’m impressed. How does Connor feel about it?”
Well, that was far better than her thinking I was a terrible person. Maybe my plan wasn’t as awful as I thought.
I glanced at him. “He doesn’t hate me for it.”
His eyes narrowed.
“If he doesn’t hate you for it, he’s probably excited,” Emmy said. “I think Connor and Ethan both wanted mates.”
I narrowed my eyes back, just for the hell of it.
His lips curved slightly.
“Maybe,” I said.
“That’s a yes. What else does your plan involve?”
