He moves toward me and takes my hand in his, his stare fixing on mine.
“After tonight, I’ll be better,” he promises, sounding like he means every word.
All I can do is believe him.
Please let it be true.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Falcon
After Friday’s social, everything will make sense again.
Those are the words that have been keeping me from falling apart, they’re the promise I’ve been making to myself, the one thing I need to believe to know I’ll be capable of letting go once this night is finally over.
The only problem is, I’m ignoring the nagging feeling that those words aren’t the truth, or at least, that they’re not the whole truth.
Now that Friday is here, my head is full of doubts.
Whenever I push them aside, I’m only certain of one thing:
Tonight, something big is going to happen.
Something that will forever change my life and the lives of my mates.
It’s strange to feel anything with such unwavering clarity, but it strikes me even harder after so many weeks spent wearing down the floors in the apartment, stewing in frustrated anger.
My world has been unravelling at the seams ever since I left that Beta at the Academy.
Ever since that night, something inside me changed.
It was like a switch flipped when I wasn’t looking.
Now, nothing makes sense anymore.
I don’t understand why.
I need to know.
If visiting the Beta tonight doesn’t give me the answer, I’m not sure what will.
Shayne’s worried about me, and he should be.
I’ve been a mess lately, leaving him to pick up the slack.
I’m not acting like a lead Alpha.
We can’t go on like this.
If I can’t pull my head out of the damn sand, he’s going to have to kick my ass back into shape, and I know he doesn’t want to be the one who gets the last vote on any pack decisions.
He’s not interested in taking my place as the lead of our pack.
He didn’t even want to share that responsibility with me.
I’m in charge as far as my mates are concerned.
I need to sort myself out and get back to being in control.
