Page 33 of Never His Mate

I shouldn’t care—

I glance over my shoulder and curse.

Ryker’s table is empty.

Reaching out with my senses, my wolf whines when she finds nothing but Ryker’s lingering scent. He isn’t just missing from his table. He’s left the club.

I don’t know what’s worse: the idea that he’s waiting for me outside, or that he took advantage of my little tiff with Aleks to sneak out.

Alone?

As much as I wish I didn’t care, I really, really hope so.

And I’m even more pissed that I have no way of knowing.

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