Of course, some of that I could chalk up to the stress of being undercover. Then there was the whole dating aspect. I hadn’t done much of that before Julian, and that wasn't really dating... unless you could call a one-night stand dating.
I had just grabbed my bag to leave when there was a hesitant knock on my door.
Before opening the door, I sniffed the air and stiffened.
Tate.
Fuck. I didn’t want to see him. I was so horrified by what happened, I didn’t know how he would ever forgive me for what I did. How couldIforgive me?
I really had to call my dad and get a hold on this power. Until then... I’ll just not talk. Yeah. That’s what I’ll do. Solid plan.
Opening the door, I peered up at the werewolf holding two to-go cups before quickly dropping my gaze.
“Hey,” Tate's usual chipper tone was more muted today than usual.
I gave a tight smile, adjusting my bag strap on my shoulder.
“I brought you some coffee.” He held out a cup to me. “Figured you might need it.”
Taking the cup from him, I nodded and stepped out of my bedroom.
“I’m not mad,” Tate blurted out then shoved his now free hand in his pocket his shoulders around his ears. “I mean... yesterday. I’m not hurt. Obviously,” he held his arms out and chuckled, “I know you didn’t meant to.”
I didn’t say anything.
“Are you not going to talk to me now?”
Shaking my head, I picked my words carefully. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Well, just don’t give any commands and we’ll be good.” He winked at me, his easy-going nature trying to clear the tension between us.
I swallowed, staring down at my feet as we walked down the hall. “I didn’t even know I could do that.”
He bumped me with his arm. “I could tell. You ran like you’d been the one commanded to stop.”
“Yeah, sorry about that.” I grimaced.
“Hey, look on the bright side.” He stopped me with a hand, lifting my chin to meet his gaze. “At least you didn’t kill me like those poor crows.”
Scowling, I shoved his chest. “That’s not funny.”
Laughing, Tate cupped my chin, his eyes twinkling with mischief before growing soft.
“You really worried me there. I couldn’t find you and had to go find Professor Fawley.” He shuddered as if he’d eaten something disgusting. “I don’t think my pride will ever recover.”
“Julian told me.” I pulled my lower lip between my teeth. “Thank you... for having him find me.”
“Well, I would have done it myself, but I don’t have that fancy hunter tech assisting me. You really know how to hide when you want to. I couldn’t even follow your scent.”
I shrugged a shoulder, turning to walk again. “You learn a thing or two when you’re out hunting creatures who can smell you a mile away.”
“Creatures, huh?” Tate grinned down at me. “Is that all I am to you?”
I rolled my eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
There was a long moment of silence before Tate asked out of nowhere. “You didn’t happen to see Kyren recently, have you?”
“Uh...” I thought of the last time I’d seen Kyren. It’d been when he’d showed up suddenly, saying I was his and basically threatened me. I didn’t want to cause a rift between them or upset Tate further so I chose my words carefully. “Not lately, why?”
