Page 93 of Knot What I Expected

Tell me why your scent makes my Wolf insane.

Tell me why touching you feels like coming home when I haven't had one of those in years.

Tell me why the thought of you walking away feels so fucking unbearable.

But I don't say any of it. Because she told me she couldn't play games.

And for the first time, I realize neither can I.

“I don't know what this is either,” I say finally.

Her shoulders tense.

“But I'm not fucking playing.”

Slowly, Gabriella looks back at me.

Those amber eyes hit me straight in the chest.

Vulnerable.

Wary.

Beautiful.

For one heartbeat, neither of us moves.

Then Matteo tugs on her hand.

“Mommy?”

The moment breaks. Gabriella turns away.

I watch them leave.

We’re close to the place she rents. Just a few streets over, in fact. and it’s daylight. I know she’ll be safe.

Still, Monster pushes hard against my skin.

Follow.

“No.”

Mine.

“They're not.”

The Wolf snarls.

I stare after the dark-haired woman and the little boy beside her until they disappear around the corner.

My chest feels fucking hollow.

Mine, the Wolf snaps again.

“Not yet,” I mutter.

Monster goes silent.