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Chapter Five
“You’re quiet today,” Blueberry said.
“Not a lot to say.”
Misha ran her fork across her plate of fries and ketchup. Blueberry had offered to take her to dinner, and she wasn’t the kind of woman to turn down food. Only, there was a bitter taste in her mouth.
She’d called all the places where she worked to let them know she couldn’t come to work because she wasn’t feeling well. The pack, being the loving, supporting unit that they were, wanted to know more. They offered to go to her apartment to take care of her.
She’d declined their offer. They didn’t need to see her puffy eyes or witness her tense body.
Decker had pulled out of her last night and left. The son of a bitch she called a mate had left. The asshole. No, he was a dick.
“You’re looking at those fries like they’ve done you wrong.”
“If they are on Decker’s side, they are.” She dropped her fork and lifted her head. “Decker’s a dick.”
Blueberry laughed. “You say that every other week.”
“He has forbidden me from leaving the pack. Did I tell you that? He went all alpha on me, and believe me, this morning, I tried to leave. I got to the edge of the forest, to join the main road, and I just stopped.” She wrinkled her nose. “Dick.”
“You’re sure it’s not the alpha, and it’s more your reaction? You don’t want to leave.”
“I do want to leave.”
Blueberry held her hands up. “I’m only trying to help.”
Misha covered her face with her hands. “I’m sorry. Decker’s messing with my head, and I’m taking it out on you. Please, forgive me.”
“There’s nothing and no reason to forgive you,” Blueberry said. “It will all work out.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Misha, I know the spirits and the fates. I can sense that when you and Decker work things out, you will both find peace you didn’t realize you needed.”
She moved on her seat to get a little more comfortable. There was pain from how brutally he’d taken her last night. Not that he’d finished.
Would she ever be able to wipe the memory of him sliding his blood-covered dick back into his pants?
It sucked. He sucked. Everyone fucking sucked.
She was so not in a good mood.
“Do you trust me, Misha?”
“You know I do.”
Blueberry reached across the table and put her hand on hers. “Then trust me with this. Know I speak the truth.”
Misha put her other hand on top. “Thanks.”
“One day, you are going to be so blissfully happy. Honestly, have a little faith.” Blueberry’s cell phone went off. “I’ve got to go.”
Since she was the pack healer, Misha was used to her friend being called away. Before she did leave, Blueberry rounded the table and hugged her tightly.
“Bath salts will help, as well as warm water, and I recommend a good book.” Blueberry whispered her words of wisdom into her ear before leaving.
Misha wanted to cry. Being alone with a good book wasn’t what she wanted. At the moment, with how prone to violence she was, she wanted to take a baseball bat to Decker’s dick. Then he’d know what she was feeling.
She picked up her fork, stabbed several unsuspecting potatoes, and stuffed them in her mouth. She hadn’t eaten all day, and she had to have some food.
Just when she was just about to put her fourth forkful in, the man himself sat down at the table.
Blueberry had picked a table outside so they’d get the chance to enjoy the warm night air.
Staring at Decker, she wanted to stab him with her fork. At first, she froze, looking into his cold blue eyes. Then, reality set in. He didn’t deserve to be stared at or listened to. Stabbing her fork through the fries, her mission was to finish the food, get back to her apartment, and take that warm bath.
“How are you?” Decker asked.
She ignored him. More stabbing of her food.
Did the plate just keep growing fries? Was someone adding more to her plate when she wasn’t looking?
She stabbed some more, then shoved them into her mouth.
“Look, I wanted to talk to you about last night. I am—”
“Save it,” she said, finally looking up. “If you’re going to apologize for any part of last night, then make it the part where you walk away.”
She glanced at the tables around her. It was bad enough the pack had heard his rejection of her. If they heard this, she wouldn’t be able to cope.
After throwing her fork to the plate, she grabbed her bag and stood.
Blueberry had already paid for the food, and she didn’t even have an appetite to start with. Decker’s appearance made sure she didn’t have any left at all.
Walking across the town square, she headed toward her apartment. Decker followed.
Why did he choose this moment to follow her?
There were moments in the last three years when she had begged for this moment. Wanted nothing more than her mate to finally notice her. To want to talk to her. Now, she wished he would just leave her alone.
