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I had let him kiss me. Was it too much? Had I gone too far in kissing him back? All of my fears and concerns were still there, but were they as important today as they had seemed yesterday? I didn’t have time to digest it all before a little knock came on the door. I tugged my shirt down the rest of the way and waited as he peeked his head inside.
“Ready?” he asked, flashing me a gorgeous smile.
“Just a sec,” I said, as I ran back to the bathroom and quickly gathered my dirty clothes. Looking around the room, I realized I didn’t have anything else.
Patrick escorted me to the passenger door. It felt kind of odd. It was my car and I hadn’t considered
not driving, but as he opened the door and waited, I couldn’t bring myself to argue it either. My car
was my baby, and I rarely ever let anyone drive her. A black Ford Mustang convertible I had been
given for my sixteenth birthday and nearly a decade later, she still ran like new and I couldn’t imagine ever parting with her.
Patrick rummaged some loose wires that were hanging around his knees. Suddenly a small spark
ignited when he pressed two of them together and she roared to life.
I gasped. “You are fixing her the second we get home!” I rubbed the dashboard. “I’m so sorry, baby,
he’s going to make it all better soon. I’ll never let him hurt you like that again.”
Patrick stared at me like I’d lost my mind and laughter filled the car. I couldn’t stop the grin that spread across my face.
“Don’t make fun of us. Betsy and I have been through a lot.”
“Betsy?”
I nodded.
“The car? You named the car Betsy?”
“Yes, her name is Betsy, and you are fixing that mess you made the second we get home.”
He continued to laugh as he pulled onto the highway and after a short argument over radio rights that I won, we settled into comfortable silence with country music playing in the background. From the occasional scowl on Patrick’s face I could tell he was not a fan. If he truly wanted to be with me,
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he’d have to learn to live with it.
Patrick
Elise was snoring lightly in the passenger seat, with a tiny bit of drool dribbled on her chin. The sight of her just made me happy inside. We hadn’t talked about our bond. She hadn’t accepted me as a mate, but last night something had changed between us and it gave me hope.
I was grateful she passed out. If I had to listen to one more song about a dog, a truck, or a cheating spouse, I might have ripped the radio out of Betsy and tossed it out the window.
Betsy? I chuckled. She had named her sports car Betsy. It made me realize I still had a lot to learn
about my beautiful, elusive mate.
Pulling into the drive in front of the Alpha’s house, I sighed, wondering how much heat I’d take for this. I also worried that Elise would continue to keep me at a distance, and I knew no matter what, the insatiable need to protect her would barely allow her to leave my sight.
I didn’t have time to stress over it before the Westin family descended on us the moment the car was
in park. Elise woke with a start, nearly tumbling out of the car as the door was flung open. I grabbed for her arm to keep her from falling out. She gave me a sleepy, thankful smile that flipped my heart in my chest.
“Is she okay? What’s wrong with her?” Mary Westin demanded.
“Nothing. She had fallen asleep. Give her a little space and a few minutes to wake.” I tried to hold back the growl threatening from my agitated wolf with the commotion and excitement of our
arrival.
A fresh layer of snow covered the mountainside of San Marco and the air was crisp as I stood and
stretched. Liam and Chase descended on me quickly.
“What happened, dude?” Chase asked.
“Trackers arrived and couldn’t find any sign of you. Then an anonymous call came in to the locals
and they apprehended two foreigners. They couldn’t substantiate the kidnapping, though there were
enough signs that they believe that’s where she was being kept,” Liam informed. “Why didn’t you
call and tell them she was safe sooner?”
“I’m sorry,” I said, throwing my hands up in warning for them to back off. “I had to get her to safety first. I knew the trackers were likely there, and I knew the Bulgarians wouldn’t come after us, but ! just had to get her away from there. I can’t explain it, I just had to.”
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“Relax, and back off boys. His mate was in danger, and a mating male rarely thinks rationally in
such cases.”
A part of me was embarrassed by the description, but also grateful that Jason Westin seemed to understand where I was coming from.
“Dude, you had the trackers going crazy out there.”
“I’m sorry. Really, I’m sorry, but she’s fine, and that’s all that matters to me.”
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