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Nor are you weak. This is obviously a misunderstanding. Nix looked away from the candle. He seemed hurt when he thought you hadn’t contacted him.

Megan snorted.And he seemed very interested when you dropped your towels.Both of my wolves chortled a laugh.

But I turned the laptop around, shoving it at him. He handed me back my phone and sank to the sofa, and started clicking through all the emails. I could tell he was reading them because when he got to the last, he winced.

I will say I hadn’t been very nice in the last email. I was angry and honestly hurt. He had promised me to help, had hinted that he liked me, and then he fucking disappeared. Proving once again, men can not be trusted.

“I never saw these.” I rolled my eyes.

“Look. If it was just our call logs, and texts missing, sure, I could believe that Vince or someone hacked both of our phones. But I even texted and called you from my hidden phone. You hadn’t saved the number, so you should have received that one. But even if you hadn’t, you said the first day that your email was secure. More importantly, mine is because of everything on this computer, not one notification about a breach. But obviously there were no emails from you.”

Rowan looked up, and I saw the anger back. “I know.”

I tossed my hands in the air. “Well then, leave.” I waited for a second and turned away. “Please.” My voice cracked as I said the last word. Like it caught in my throat.

“No, wait.” Rowan put my computer down. “I meant I know my email is secure. Our phones were probably hacked, and that means I’ll need to clean them, but my email, I should have received the emails.” I turned and raised my hands again. “But I didn’t.” He came closer and grabbed my hands. “I swear to you, Amy. I haven’t heard from you since I left the night your mom came over.” He closed his eyes. “I was stupid, and I thought thatalmost kissing you in the kitchen would show my interest in you, but then it was radio silence. I texted, I called and nothing. I had waited, thinking you were just busy, but the longer we went, the longer something felt wrong.” He pulled me closer. “At first, I thought you weren’t interested in me like I was with you, but it didn’t sit right. I thought about emailing you but I was afraid after it being so long with nothing, you would take it wrong, so I came here tonight.” He swallowed. “And then I heard you crying.” He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead on mine. “And then you dropped your towels, and I lost my hold, but I swear to you, I’m not lying.” Then he kissed me, really kissed me, and the world fell away.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

The kiss melted my bones. Heat started in my center and then exploded out of me. My hands tangled in his hair and he groaned as I launched myself from the ground and into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist.

His tongue teased at the seam of my lips until I opened for him and then his tongue delved between them, tangling with mine. He wrapped one arm around my back and the other clutched my ass tightly against him. I groaned in repressed need. Goddess, he was perfect.

The kiss lasted less than a minute, but it was imprinted on my soul, and I knew in one crystalized moment this man would be the end of me. Whether it be together, wrapped in his arms, or alone and shattered, a forgotten toss away in his conquest for his queen. I didn’t know the answer, but he was either myeverything or my death. That I was certain of with an almost finite clarity.

He was the first to pull away, placing his forehead against my own. “I’m sorry.”

My eyes fluttered open. “Why are you sorry?” My voice sounded needy and breathless and I felt his hard length that was pressed against my center flick against me.

“Because…” He pulled away. “I like you, Amy. A lot. But I promised myself a long time ago that I would only give myself to my mate, my queen, my soul mate.” His eyes held a sorrow that made my heart cry out for him.

“And that isn’t me…” I answered as he clenched his eyes shut, I unfurled my legs and felt my feet touch the floor.

“That isn’t what I'm saying.” He reached for my hand. “I don’t know if you are meant for me. I would explain it, but I can’t, not yet.” I furrowed my brow and tried to tug my hand away.

“What are you talking about?”

His fingers tightened on mine. “Please.” His voice begged, and I softened. I gave a tiny nod, and he pulled me back to my couch, pulling me down onto his lap. “After my mom was killed. And I had to watch my dad disappear a little each day without his mate. I made myself a few promises. One was that I would only be with my mate. The other, well, it’s a little more difficult. But the gist of it was that I wouldn’t bring my mate into my current situation. So until all of this is figured out, I won’t bring a female into my mess.”

I stared down at him and his eyes were so open. He was laying everything out for me. And he was letting me make the choice. “So what does that mean…for this?”

He leaned in and kissed my forehead. “Goddess, I don’t know. But I like you Amy. And I don’t want you to question it. But I know we both have our parts to play in this. And I’m terrified.”

“Why?”

He pulled back, and his eyes shifted. His voice came out deeper, rougher, and I knew I was speaking to his wolf. “Hello rabbit.”

“Hello wolf.” I smirked as he smiled. His smile was stunning.

“My human is failing to explain this, because he doesn’t want to hurt you. So I came up to let you know my feelings about this matter.” He was so matter of fact. I liked that, so I nodded.

“Okay.”

“There are people watching us, waiting for us to get too close, trying to tear us apart before we get there. And while it is annoying, it’s an opportunity. One we feel like we have to take.” He looked a little sorry about what we were explaining.

“What kind of opportunity?”

“One which we both will have our parts to play. And then maybe once we figure it all out, we can explore this between us more.” He leaned in and smelled my neck. “You are keeping your own secrets, rabbit, and I am chomping at the bit to figure it out, and I know you have your own reasoning.” He pulled back. “But I want to be honest with you, too.” He stared into my soul with his white blue eyes. This close, I realized his bright blue eyes were ringed with a darker, midnight blue ring.