Page 69 of Wolf Roulette

My phone rang.

Fumbling to answer, my heart sank when I saw the caller wasn’t Sascha.

Private number.

“Hello, this is Andie,” I answered.

“Don’t sound so disappointed.” The woman laughed.

My eyes widened. “Basilia?”

“The one and only.

“How are you?”

“Full of my mate’s blood and curious after your message. I hoped to hear from you again.”

I pulled a face. Blood?Gross.“I’ve had more time to wrap my head around supernatural beings. Your offer to talk stuck in my mind.”

Her footsteps were soft in the background. “It’s not easy to think you’re at the top of the food chain one day and then realise you’re nowhere near the top.”

There was that.

I closed my eyes. “I’ve been meaning to call, specifically, because I’m in the middle of a mating call. You mentioned that you were mated last time we spoke.”

Pascal was the only other person I’d spoken to about what was happening with Sascha, but she was so much older than me. I wanted to speak to someone my age.

“Shit, for reals? Is that what werewolves call it?”

“Yep. It’s intense.”

She blew out a breath, flopping down on what sounded like a couch or bed. “How intense? Vissimo drink from each other seven times, and there’s a three-day thrall after each blood exchange where they have big sex.”

“There are seven meets in ours too. The mating call follows a Luther’s senses to begin with. The pair scent each other, then meet each other’s eyes—”

“Uhm,romantic. That reminds me of aTruth Rangesepisode.”

“You really like that show, huh?”

“Understatement. What else?”

I leaned back in the office chair. “They touch each other, then there’s a stalking thing called the capture meet. The last three are the kissing meet, then biting. Sex to finish. Each meet is followed by a heat that the woman can deny if she wants to. I don’t know much about how long it goes for.”

“Kinky. Probably a week.”

I snorted.

“You’ve denied the heat each time then?” she asked.

“At first. Now Sascha doesn’t want us to have sex.”

“Massive red flag. Get out of there, girl.”

“He says I use sex as a weapon.”

“And what’s he doing with it? Hey, this wouldn’t be Sascha Alarick Greyson,thepack leader?”

My brows climbed. “You’ve done your research.”

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