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TWENTY-EIGHT
Tears continuedto fall as I got dressed, and as I walked up the stairs and packed all of my clothes. I’d come back for my computer later, when I found another place to stay. Moon Ridge had to have apartments or something, close enough to Zed’s place that our wolves could still meet up when they needed each other.
I had hurt Zed enough.
My feet were slow and silent as I slipped out of the house. Instinct carried me toward Zed’s car—we always took his car, because it got better gas mileage and was easier to park.
I forced myself toward my truck instead.
“Hey, June.” Elliot grinned at me, strolling toward me. “What are you doing?”
Shit.
“Not much,” I lied, flashing him a quick, small smile. “What’s up?”
“Bringing Zed’s cookbook back. He’s got all the best freezer meal recipes.” He shrugged a bit.
“Nesting, huh?” I forced myself to be polite, despite the hell raging in my chest.
“No, actually. I haven’t had anywhere near the nesting urges everyone else seems to. I’m probably still a couple years out from my mate. But I want to make sure there’s food in the freezer, just in case.”
I nodded. “Makes sense.”
“Anyway, can you give this back to him? He threatened to stop cooking for pack dinners if I didn’t bring it back after making copies.”
My lips tilted upward. “I’ll give it back.”
“Awesome, thanks.” He started to walk away, and then paused, and turned back to me. “Thank you.”
I blinked.
He had already thanked me, hadn’t he?
“For looking out for Zed,” he explained. “He likes to pretend he doesn’t need anyone or anything, but unlike the rest of us, he lets you in.”
I bit my lip, and nodded.
“Have a good day.” Elliot waved over his shoulder as he turned around and headed back toward the house.
His words stuck with me.
“What are you doing?”
What was I doing?
Packing up my clothes, planning to walk away from my soulmate? The only man I’d met who hadn’t proved himself untrustworthy—and had proven time and time again that he was gentle, and kind.
I didn’t know if I’d ever decide to get married, but if I did, he’d be a great husband.
I didn’t know whether or not I’d want to have kids, but if I did, he’d be a great dad.
And I didn’t know exactly what my future would hold, but whatever came my way, he would be the person I wanted to face it with.
Stewart had gotten to me, but Zed and I could get past that. We could get past anything.
Couldn’t we?
Shit, I hoped I hadn’t screwed everything up between us. I hoped he didn’t hate me.
