So many emotions swirl around inside me, but the biggest one isanger.
Fury at Travis for not telling me what he knew.
Irrational anger at Ryland for not letting me know he has a brother.
And most of all, loathing at myself for not being strong enough to move on with my life and pursue my scent match.
Instead, I bottled it all up, and it’s coming to an ugly head at two in the morning.
“Travis,” I snap. “Do youwantme to come over? No more bullshit. Answer me honestly.” I open my eyes and lift my chin to stare at the Alpha in front of me.
Travis nods, his dark eyes vulnerable. “I do.”
I nod sharply, then yank open my car door. “Text me your address. I’ll meet you there.”
He sighs. “Blair?—”
I slam the door shut before he can say anything else.
Fuck this.
I can sense him watching me for a moment until he turns and heads toward his car. My phone buzzes with the address, and I wait until Travis drives away before checking it.
He waits a good few minutes for me, though. When I don’t start the car, he finally gives up and heads out of the parking lot.
Maybe he thought I changed my mind, but I’m not going to let my emotions get in the way of helping an animal.
I shoot a quick text about the situation to Piper, along with the address, then ignore her phone call.
I’m still trying to process what just happened, and the fact it’s all occurring on the anniversary of the accident.
I can’t even start the car. My hands grip the wheel painfully, stuck frozen in fear and trepidation.
I take in deep breaths.
I count.
And finally, I close my eyes and think ofthem.
The ghosts of the pack that I let down.
Justin would tell me to go, Aaron would be mortified for me, and Cody would be laughing his ass off at the absurdity of the situation.
They always wanted me to find my scent matches just like I wanted them to find theirs.
But only one of us can be happy now.
My knuckles turn white and my fingers scream with pain as I grip the wheel.
Start the car, Blair. You can do it.
Think of the kittens.
I imagine Ryland panicking over the kittens, unsure what to do.
I imagine the little creatures crawling all over Travis and the secret, small smile he would have.
And I see Rowan, the Alpha I’ve never met, caring for the kittens as much as I do.
