"Who are you?" I came awake with a jerk, disoriented and aching all over. 
A heavy male body lay beside me---we were both naked except for the sheet covering our bodies. 

I searched my memories of the night before, trying to figure out how I had gotten here while attempting to wrap the sheet around my body. I stopped when I realized I'd leave my bed partner totally nude.

I remembered myself saying over and over, "I'm your mate!"

I eased myself off the bed to look for clothes. I tried to be as quiet as I could so I didn't wake up the stranger. 

His scent was all over me, all over everything really. Rich and masculine, every time I breathed I felt as if I was being surrounded by the forest with hints of wood and a warm spice I couldn't name. I wanted to crawl back into bed beside him and never leave.

My wolf, Rayne, grumbled in my head, "We shouldn't leave! He is our mate!"

Rejected My Alpha Mate

I shouted into the phone before Rachel had a chance to speak and instantly felt remorseful. 


My apology was sincere, if brief, as I stepped away from the wailing at my door to hear Rachel better. Given how we'd parted ways, I knew something serious had to be happening for Rachel to call me. I couldn't imagine what was going on, but I wasn't about to fail Rachel the first time she trusted me after leaving Moonglow Pack on a bad note. 


"Nathan? Nathan, what's going on? Make who go away?"


Shoving my hand through my hair, I mumbled, "Nothing. It's nothing. Are you alright? How can I help?" 


"Have you spoken to Art? Do you know what's happening with Ethan?"


I felt as if the banshee-level moaning was splitting my head in two. I took several steps back only to realize the woman got louder the farther away I moved---as if she could sense me moving away. Could she? Was that possible?


#Chapter 114