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My body ached and trembled with the unfulfilled need in my middle, but Ivaylo was the one who left, not me. He had wanted it to stop—or thought I wanted it to stop. He hadn’t bothered asking if I wanted to keep going, or telling me he’d enjoyed it.
But he had to have enjoyed it, didn’t he?
My stomach clenched at the thought that he may not have. I had felt his erection clearly, but that could’ve been caused by the frenzy alone. And even though he said he thought I was beautiful, he had pointed out the difference between the frenzy’s lust and actual attraction many times.
So, I didn’t know what to think.
I’d have to ask him whether he’d enjoyed it or not when he came back.
Heaving a sigh, I forced myself down from the countertop and made myself wash the dishes before I could consider going to search for my mate.
It was insane to think of him that way, but for the time being, hewasmy mate.
I scrubbed the dishes,then retreated back to the bed to curl up with my book. There wasn’t much else to do, after all. I could hear Ivaylo working on the lever’s mechanism, so I assumed he was working out his tension that way.
Or avoiding me that way.
Maybe a bit of both.
It was his right to feel whatever he felt though, so I left him to his own devices.
And I was avoiding him too, so it wasn’t as if he was the only one at fault.
It took some effort, but I managed to lose myself in the mystery novel. There were a few things I didn’t understand, because it referenced creatures I didn’t know much about.
There were fae—who seemed to be beastly, deadly warriors. There were demons, both incubi and ones that sounded like fallen angels. There were dragons in the skies and the seas, too, but they sounded more like vicious animals than anything else.
I supposed things could’ve been worse. I could’ve been dragged to Evare and thrown on the back of a beastly dragon that wanted to eat me in a very different way than Ivaylo did.
There was almost nothing about shifters written, which made me think that they probably kept to themselves. I liked that a lot. If I was going to join a community of magical beings, I’d definitely prefer to join one that knew how to stay out of other people’s business.
Though the book was a murder mystery, I found myself growing more acquainted with Evare through its pages, and I appreciated that.
Eventually, I fell asleep alone in the bed, with the book on my chest.
When I woke up,the bed was cold beside me.
I blinked sleep from my eyes and looked around the room, finding even more huvim lighting it than there had been when I fell asleep.
My gaze landed on a light gray wolf curled up on the floor beside my bed—and my chest constricted.
He must not have enjoyed the kiss.
His furry head lifted as if he’d felt my attention somehow, making me think he hadn’t been asleep at all.
I closed my eyes as if I hadn’t noticed him, like the extremely mature adult woman I was.
He growled at me, clearly not buying the façade.
I turned onto my side so I could look at him without lifting my head. “Do you want me to apologize?”
He blinked.
“For the kiss,” I clarified.
His eyes narrowed.
“Obviously you didn’t enjoy it, considering you abandoned me for the rest of the day and then came back and slept on the floor.” I gestured to him.
