Page 173 of Wolf Roulette

Sascha started the engine.Away, Andie. Away.

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“Nervous?” Wade rasped.

He looked like roadkill. Someone overindulged last night.

“Not really.” After the bitter ending of the ball, I just felt cold and empty. I’d underestimated how much Sascha’s consistent supportfilledme. Even in his absence, a layer of comfort usually surrounded me.

Not anymore.

The thought of losing Sascha made me feel sick. I’dneverseen him so furious—not at me anyway. And I was about to divulge the truth to a whole lot more people.

Would he ever forgive me? Maybe I should have informed SaschabeforeI spilled the beans to the vampires and head team. Or maybe agonising over this was foolish when he’d probably have reacted the same way.

If I wasn’t so certain this was the way forward, I’d abandon the plan.

“No nerves?” Wade pressed. “Nothing at all?”

I didn’t fear the tribe. I believed in them.

There’s a reason males and females in a pack are separate entities,Booker said.Different people look at the same problem with different eyes. You’ve chosen correctly.

What would I do without her? I really didn’t know at this point.I love you.

You’re the most tolerable human I know.

My mood lightened a smidgen. “Thanks.”

“No problem. I think everyone had a great night,” Wade replied.

I’d spoken aloud but rolled with it. “You did the best job. Ididhappen to speak with Judy.”

Wade cleared his throat. “Oh, yeah? What’d she say?”

“You dropped me in it!”

“Okay, but I really wanted to organise the ball.”

I scowled at him.

“Sorry. That wasn’t cool.” He pressed a quick kiss on my cheek.

I softened. “You should be sorrier for making me sit on a throne.”

“That will never happen.”

Knock, knock.

Pascal popped her head in. “It’s time, Andie.”

“Everything is set up?”

“Everything.”

I truly trusted this woman. “Thanks, Pascal. You’ve done so much.”

“A speck on your efforts, Head Steward.”

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