Page 313 of Knot What I Expected

My phone rings. I glance at the screen.

Well, fuck me.

“Who's that?” Gabby asks.

“Alpha of the Macconwood Pack. Rafe Maccon.”

Her brows rise.

“Your old Pack?”

“Yeah.”

“Answer it.”

I grunt and swipe the screen.

“This is Cross.”

“Well, good morning to you too, Havoc.”

“It's early.”

“It's almost seven.”

“Exactly.”

Rafe chuckles.

“Just checking in. Heard things got a little interesting out there.”

I glance at Gabby. She's stealing bacon from my plate.

I slap her hand. She steals it anyway.

“That's one fucking word for it.”

“Your mate and boy alright?”

My chest warms.

“Yeah. They're good.”

“And you?”

“Still ugly.”

“Nothing new there.”

“Fuck you.”

Gabby snorts. I grin.

It's weird talking to Rafe again. Weird, but not bad. Maybe because I don't feel like the same Wolf who left New Jersey all those years ago.

Or maybe I'm finally starting to understand I never was the Wolf I thought I was.

“Funny,” I mutter, “I guess I actually turned out all right despite that fucking prom thing.”