Page 32 of The Alpha's Huntress

She’s not throwing up anymore. It’s just a fever.

She’s been saying weird things but that’s only her fever talking.

She even told me stories about when she was hunting rogues in other places.

I was kinda hoping it was her when she called me cute.

But hey, a guy can dream.

I was eating popcorn when Artemis put her arms around my waist.

I wasn’t complaining but it was weird because it wasn’t like her to do something like that.

“Artemis what are you doing?” I asked.

“So you don’t enjoy my company. OK I get it.” She removed her hands from my waist.

‘Way to fuck up. I’m totally on your side.’ Gavin was being sarcastic.

I rolled my eyes at him and turned back to my mate.

“I’m just asking.” I put my arms around her.

“Every time we cuddle my fever goes away a little.”

‘She’s going into heat jackass!’ Gavin yelled at me.

Oh no.

I have to mark her.

But I can do that.

She wouldn’t want me to.

And with the full moon coming up.

Why is this so stressful!?

‘You better mark her soon or I will.’ Gavin growled.

‘I will not. It’s her choice not yours.’ I growled back.

“Artemis?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Can I-I m-mark you?” I stuttered.

She looked at me with disbelief. “Jerk.”

She ran up to her room and shut the door in my face. I heard the nob lock.

I put my forehead against the door. “I’m sorry. Please open the door baby. Please let me in.”

“Get out of my house.” She commanded.

I sighed but obeyed.

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