Page 16 of Healed By My Mate


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What did she want to talk about?What was she going to tell me?I wonder as I reach for the doorknob.

I groan when I see the empty bed and open window again.

“Goddamn it,” I growl as I spin on my heel and stalk out the front door.

We shouldn’t have left her alone for so long,my wolf shouts at me.

We had to,I remind him.

He shakes his head.Our mate comes first.Always.If we’d been with her, she wouldn’t have ditched us again.

You know that?—

No!he cuts me off.Fix this.Don’t let our mate get away again.

Working on it.

I pick up her scent quickly and follow it down the sidewalk to a hotel in town.I stride straight up to the front desk.

“Hey there, Dr.McAdams.What can I do for you today?”

I smile at Shawn, an older shifter in our pack.“I’m looking for my mate.She’s staying here.Her name is Quinn Hastings.Can you tell me her room number?”

He looks around to see if anyone is paying attention before typing on his computer.“Room 302.”

“Thanks, Shawn.”

“Anytime, Dr.McAdams.”

I hit the third-floor button in the elevator, find her room, and knock on the door.

It swings open a minute later.

I brace my hands on the doorframe as I lean closer to my mate.“Okay.Now wereallyneed to talk.”

Quinn stares up at me with wide, shocked eyes.

NINE

Quinn

I thoughtit was room service.

That’s why I answered the door without looking through the peephole.I’ve been back at the hotel for a few hours, thinking Christian wouldn’t be able to find me.I already changed my flight to tomorrow, so I only had to make it one more night here.I thought I’d spend it alone and make a run for it tomorrow without seeing Christian again.

Guess I was wrong about that.

“What are you doing here?”I ask as he barges into my room.

“What areyoudoing here?You need to be back at the clinic.”

“I feel fine.I’m okay.”

He glares at me.“Why did you run again?”

Christian pushes me behind him as someone knocks on the door, shielding me with his body.I roll my eyes at his overprotectiveness, even though a part of me loves how he looks out for me.

“It’s room service.”I try to step around him, but he blocks me and answers the door instead.