We both take off at a run.
And I win.
Episode 57
I Love You And You Are A Menace
My first thought, seeing the Alpha of the Midnight Pack standing in the now torn doorway of The Greasy Spoon is:
Damn, the Alpha is hot when he’s pissed.
My second thought is:
Oh shit, the Alpha is pissed.
Cal stalks into the diner and I think the narrow building shrinks in size because he looks like he takes up at least half the room.
His wolf eyes flash bright yellow with a pulsing ring of black around his irises.
“Heyyyyy, Cal,” I start, but Sam slips off the stool at the diner counter and squares her shoulders and says, “What we do is none of your business.”
Cal’s eyes widen with rage as his hands clench into fists. “You put yourself at risk by being out here and—”
“You don’t get to boss me around!” Sam jams her finger in his direction. “I’m not promised to you or the pack!”
All of the tendons and veins in Cal’s forearms bulge beneath his skin. “We’re at war and you could get hurt.”
“Like you care.”
“I fucking care more than I—”
I step between them and face my best friend. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
“No need,” Sam says as she narrows her eyes at him. “I already know he’s a gigantic egotistical asshole.”
“Okay, but listen. Sam. Look at me.”
She finally focuses her gaze on my face, a pinch of confusion between her blonde brows.
“It’s about you and Cal, and—”
“Maybe now isn’t the time, Jess,” Cal says behind me.
“Jess?” Sam’s frown sharpens to a scowl. “Jess?! She’s Your Royal Highness to you, jerk-face.”
“Sam!”
She snaps back to me.
“You’re Cal’s fated mate.”
I see the moment Sam’s brain stops working. There’s a dead look in her eyes. She’s staring right at me but I don’t think she’s seeing me.
Cal takes a step closer.
And then Sam hangs her head back and laughs out loud.
She laughs and laughs until tears stream down her face.