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The wolf was a fun companion, but we couldn’t have a conversation about life, or music, or despair, or love.
As much as I hated it, there was a good chance that I would be alone like this for the rest of my life.
I wanted to go home and bury myself in music for a few hours, or maybe sit on the floor of the shower while screamo played for a while…
But I couldn’t.
Because wherever home was for me, I hadn’t found it.
The movie ended horribly, as expected, and I was discreetly wiping tears away as we slipped out of the theater.
The only other people in there had been couples— go freakin’ figure.
I let Rocky into the car before taking my seat, then stared forward for a minute, ignoring the frustrated tears that welled in my eyes.
Rocky licked my arm, and it probably would’ve comforted me if I knew him better. But he was still a stranger, and I was still in this insane situation, and I still didn’t know him.
And he was still going to turn into a hot skyscraper who didn’t give a shit about seeing me naked. Who was friends with everyone, but hadn’t so much as attempted a smile or conversation with me.
An urge to escape hit me hard, but where would I go? My stuff was in Rocco’s house, and it wasn’t like I could outrun a wolf. Even if I did, I wouldn’t want to hurt him like that. Or Tea, or Ebony, or any of the others I’d met.
Zed had told me that when a werewolf’s mate rejected him, the man was lost. Whatever the hell that meant, it sounded terrible, so I couldn’t subject Rocco to it.
And that meant I couldn’t run away. Not today, at least.
Trying to swallow my emotions as well as I could, I twisted the key in my car’s ignition.
The engine made a weird clicking sound, and didn’t start.
Panic set in, hard.
I tried again, and again.
With a defeated sigh, I dropped my head to the wheel, and let a few tears out.
A few tears were followed by many more, and then Rocky was whining, weaseling his way onto my lap. His head snuggled up against my shoulder, his entire body pressed into mine. When he lifted a paw up to rest on my left shoulder, I realized he was trying to give me a hug.
I squeezed him back.
“I’m going to have to call one of the guys for a ride back,” I said glumly, into his fur.
Rocky made a noise of agreement that had me choking back a teary laugh.
I nearly told him that I wished his human felt the same way about me that he did, but held my tongue. Rocco would hear me, and I didn’t want to screw up the platonic arranged marriage thing we’d have going on. And while I’d always hoped I’d eventually fall in love and give my v-card to whatever dork worked his way into my heart, I could get over it. Platonic friendship could be enough for me. Just having a roommate could be enough for me.
Maybe if I kept telling myself that, I’d eventually believe it.
After a few more minutes, my tears had stopped falling. I wiped my face, and picked up my phone.
Honestly, after talking to Zed, he was the werewolf I felt like I had the most in common with. But I knew he would be at work, so I wasn’t going to be the jerk who called him and asked him to leave for his wolf friend’s platonic wife.
I could’ve called Dax, too, but I still felt bad about waking him up the night before.
So, with a sigh, I hit the button for Elliot’s contact and lifted the phone to my ear.
He answered on the first ring. “Hello?”
“Hey, Elliot. It’s Del.” I paused, but before I could add, “Rocco’s mate,” he said,
