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“Good. Then I’m going to curl up with Freya until it’s my turn to stand watch.”

Later that night, when it was Flint’s turn, I took his place in the other bedroom, falling into a fitful sleep in which I dreamed of being the one to hold Freya in my arms as I slept.

By the time I got up early the next morning, Gage was on watch, and Flint was already up preparing breakfast. I could smell Freya’s scent on him, which meant that, when Flint hadreturned from his turn in the middle of the night, he’d taken Gage’s place in Freya’s bed. My jealousy knew no bounds, and when my wolf hearing picked up the telltale sounds of Freya getting out of bed, I decided to enact my somewhat devious plan before the end of Gage’s watch.

It was time to suck it up and grovel, just like Flint suggested.

I gently rapped on Freya’s door and heard her sharp intake of breath. When she came to the door, her hair was delightfully mussed from a night of being passed back and forth between two alphas. My jealousy roared back so hard, I almost needed to clutch my chest to get it to stop.

“What’s the matter?” Freya asked, her snow-blue gaze scanning me from head to toe.

“Do you… mind if I come in?” I asked, searching her face for any sign that she’d begun to forgive me.

Instead, the walls came up, and she crossed her arms over her chest. “Let’s go into the living room instead.”

My heart fell, and I knew I needed to make this good. As an alpha, and as part of the deal, I had every right to force the issue, to make her let me in. But forcing the issue was exactly what had messed things up between us.

“Of course.”

So instead, I followed her like a puppy.

Freya settled into a chair, and I sat down on the footstool in front of her. She regarded me warily as I gathered my thoughts.

“Freya… I’ve been thinking. Do you still want to join the Howling Echo?”

She turned her head away as if considering it, then side-eyed me. Clearly, I was fucking this up already.

My father should be glad I never went into politics after him. I seemed to have lost his knack for winning people over when it came to Freya. But perhaps the best course of action was simply to lay it all out.

“Look, Freya, I get that you have no reason to trust me. I wanted to drive you crazy at Dark Potion, but I know I messed up.”

“Why do you always take my voice, Heath?” she whispered, and my heart shattered.

The lack of connection was killing me. I risked grabbing her hand. “I know I’ve been an ass. You get me so twisted up. I’m sorry for that, for making you feel…”

“Used?” She glared at me, pulling her hand away. “Like a piece of ass you threw away after you had what you wanted.”

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. “Yes. All of that. And what’s worse is that I… intended to make you feel that way. Because I wanted you to choose Flint, not me. You have every right to be mad at me.”

She tilted her head, giving me a quizzical look.

I waved her off, unwilling to admit I hoped that Flint was right, that her wolf really would choose all of us… choose me.

“All I mean to say is, I’m sorry, and I think Gage will give you the pack mark… if you still want it.”

I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but what happened next wasn’t it.

Freya jumped out of the chair and lunged past me. “I have to go pee!” she yelled as she passed.

Part of me almost chuckled, but another part of me felt certain this was just her way of avoiding me. I’d failed. And Gage would probably kick my ass for bringing it up to her.

Chapter 16

Freya

I could feel the wolves circling outside the bathroom door as my anxious bladder clammed up.

“Go away!” I grumbled. “Stop listening to me pee!”

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