Page 36 of Her Fake Mate

“Something like that,” I murmur.

“Well, in that case… I’m?—”

He doesn’t finish that sentence.

The door to the restaurant bursts open. Startled gasps echo across the room, and I turn in my seat.

When I see the person standing in the doorway, my heart freezes.

It’s Zander.

He looks… pissed. His eyes are glowing, the steel-blue color somewhere between normal and electric. I can practically feel the need to shift pulling at his skin. He’s really mad.

“Zander,” I breathe.

He doesn’t look at me. Instead, he looks at the poor wolf sitting across from me.

Oh, no.

“Get away from her,” he snarls at the other wolf.

“Zander. Mr. Black. Sorry. I had no idea you… she said…”

“Get. Away. From. Her.”

The wolf sitting across from me stands, quickly. He and his buddies leave in a hurry.

The rest of the restaurant is staring at us.

“Mia. Outside. Now,” he barks.

I raise an eyebrow. “Why?”

“Because I said so.”

“That is a reason that I will absolutely never consider valid.”

I hear an actual growl rumble from his chest…

And I remember, very suddenly, that I don’t want him to growl like a wolf in this crowd. There are humans here.

“Fine,” I stand, making sure everyone around us knows I’m totally in control. “But I’m not driving with you.”

He doesn’t say anything. Just follows me out.

We leave, and I’m praying the cops aren’t called.

I can feel him, radiating heat at my back.

Zander Black is furious.

I’m not sure at what, but I have a bad feeling that I might know the reason.

Me.

We don’t drive separately.

Zander informs some of the other wolves that they’ll be driving the car back to Oakwood’s territory. They comply. Instantly.

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