I knew I had a house full of people to entertain still. The sooner I returned, smiled, and pretended everything was perfectly normal, the better. Yet I couldn’t seem to make myself take off his clothes.
First, his wolf had coated me in his scent. Then Monte had managed to discreetly cover me in his human scent too by offering me his clothes. It was comforting and torture all rolled into one.
I should take a bath and wash it off, but I don’t want to.
Emotionally I was very conflicted and didn’t know what to do.
Will he even come back to the party?
Something told me no. He would not.
Did he realize I left?
That was probably a yes.
Was he mad?
I didn’t know him well enough to even guess. But I’d done what I felt I needed to do for my own sanity. If I’d stayed there, I would have done something I would regret, or at the very least something irreversible that would strengthen our bond. I didn’t want to make such a rash decision.
Remembering the rock climbing gear I’d been sent to trial, I considered that maybe it would be best if I got off campus for the weekend. I could give it a shot. How hard could it be?
But first, I forced my body to move to my closet where I found a navy dress that was actually comfortable to change into. For a moment I remembered the gold dress and how I’d stripped it off to carefully preserve it but left it lying in the dirt. Did I even really care to retrieve it? It seemed so trivial after everything that had happened tonight.
Deciding I would worry about it later, I applied fresh makeup, brushed the wild look from my hair, and rejoined the party.
The moment I stepped into the main room where the band had already begun to play, I knew instantly that Monte wasn’t there. I wasn’t even sure how I knew for certain because there were so many people crammed into the room, but I knew. And if there had been any doubts, the bordering depressive state of my wolf confirmed it.
Still, I pushed my feelings aside, plastered on a smile, and pretended everything was perfectly normal.
I was used to warding off male attention, but this time, when the first guy stepped up to ask me if I wanted to dance, I wasn’t sure if I was going to punch him or puke. My wolf simply wanted to rip his throat out and preceded to flash pictures of Monte naked through my mind.
The room warmed to an uncomfortable level, or maybe that was just me.
“Gross. Think about anything else, please,” Jax whispered behind me.
I jumped and my cheeks heated impossibly more.
“Can you see the images in my head?” I whispered back.
“No. Thank God. But your thoughts on them are loud enough.”
“Please just get out of my head. You’re making this so much worse.”
He sniggered. “That’s what he said.”
I shot him a look, confused if he was cracking a joke or if Monte had actually told him the same thing.
Jax winked. “You’ll never know.” Then he walked away.
What a weird guy.
I heard that.
No you didn’t.
Much to my relief, he didn’t stick around. It didn’t take long before Denny cornered me though. As president of Delta Omega Gamma, I knew I owed him an apology.
“I’m so sorry,” I started the second he got within arm’s reach.
