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Chapter 10: Mona
The car ride is long. The only good thing is that my heat is just about over. I’m able to ignore the lingering spikes and deal with the pain. Silas knows—each time a wave comes, his eyes shoot to mine. But I clench my jaw and look away.
I don’t want him to fuck me again.
And I desperately want him to fuck me again.
It’s for the best that my heat-addled brain didn’t have room to panic about facing him in that basement three days ago. Everything that came before—what he did to me, what he didforme—I see it clearly now. So can Beep.
But whatever he did—freeing Beep, saving me from Deidre’s clutches, helping me through the heat—it was all out of obligation. The actions of a man paying back a debt he never asked for.
Well, I refuse to be another weight dragging him down. It’s clear he has demons. It’s like watching smoke move behindglass—the sheer magnitude of it clouds everything inside him. Without the bond, I might not have known how bad it was.
He’s constantly simmering, and his hatred, his anger, it’s so intense it makes it hard to breathe.
Especially when it’s directed at me.
I’ve tried to apologize, but then he just gets more upset.
The guys take turns driving, but we never stop moving. We’re close to the border now. Close to Silent Peak.
My chest aches when I think of Grayson and Orion. It’s only been a few days, but it feels like years since I’ve been in their arms. I miss them so much. It’s like entire chunks of my being are missing.
Not that long ago, I thought having a mate—let alone two—was outrageous. Now, I feel selfish that I want all four of them.
“I need to take a leak,” Silas mutters, pulling off the highway. I could use a break too, but the guys are so on edge about sitting still, I haven’t asked for one.
You are their omega, they will do as you ask, Beep informs me.
I’m not sure they want an omega, Beep. In fact, I’m certain they don’t,I reply.
I can feel her annoyance. If I wasn’t so hurt by their rejection, I’d laugh.
Silas pulls up to a gas station a few minutes later. He disappears out of the car, and typically, they work together, one pumping gas, the other buying food, then at the next stop, switching places. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say they work as seamlessly as Orion and Grayson, that they’d known each other for ages.
But Ghost doesn’t get out of the car this time.
He’s quiet, and the space between us feels charged with all the things left unsaid. I really wish he’d drop his shield. Just to let me scent him one more time before he leaves. He took care ofme and Silas at the cabin, and he didn’t have to. He could have left us. But he stayed.
That has to be enough. My heart pinches when he finally gets out of the car, but then the back door opens and he climbs in beside me. I squeak and scooch back, giving him room.
I can count on one hand the number of times he’s looked directly at me. When our eyes meet, something stirs behind his striking golden-amber eyes. His wolf is there, watching.
Not a wolf, Beep tells me.
What is he?I ask.
I don’t know.She sniffs.He smells… clean.
I snort a laugh, and Ghost’s eyebrows raise.
“Sorry. Beep’s just—” Then I pause, remembering he doesn’t know about Beep.
So he surprises me by saying, “That’s right. Kendrick told me you talk to your wolf.”
“How doesheknow?”
