Page 106 of The Wolf King's Mate

“The king’s Gamma.”

Her eyes widened. “He’smy stalker?”

I shook my head. “He’s been combing the forest, trying to find you. That’s how he found me. If he knew who you were, he wouldn’t bother. The Savages don’t mess around.”

“My stalker definitely knows who I am, what I am, and where to find me. What does Hunter want with me? Why is he looking?”

I grimaced. “Apparently, when a male wolf catches a female wolf’s scent, he decides she’s the one and won’t take no for an answer. Enzo the man doesn’t even really want me, but he’s gone to all these lengths to keep me because of the wolf. We’re going to seal a mate bond under the next full moon.”

Her eyes filled with horror. “The king’s Gamma wants tomateme?”

“Yeah.”

She leaned toward me, the bandages still in her hands, but forgotten. “I should move away. Go to the humans.”

“Your wolf will lose her mind, Nova.”

She pressed her lips together, forehead creasing. “So what, I have to choose between a potentially violent stalker or theGamma? What was his name again? Hunter?”

I nodded. “He’s the nice brother, if that helps any.”

“He’s a Savage!”

Her voice raised enough that Fletcher looked back at us, his forehead creasing.

I rolled my eyes at him and he shook his head, turning back to the conversation. “Fletcher’s getting suspicious. He’ll try to listen in, now. We’ve got to talk quieter,” I murmured.

“Would he tell the king?”

“No. He’s on my side.”

Mostly.

“How bad is the stalker?” I asked.

“It’s easier to show you. Let me finish this.”

She quickly put the bandages on, then pulled her gloves off and slipped her phone from her pocket. “I thought about going to the police, but I can’t do that without admitting the truth.”

Nova handed me the device, and my eyes widened when I saw the messages. There was one or more compliments about her hair, her outfit, or a tattoo she’d done, every single day. He addressed her as “little wolf” every time.

That was creepy enough, but mixed in with the compliments were even worse statements.

They were definitely escalating, and the most recent messages were the most graphic by far.

“Nova,” I said, lifting my concerned gaze to hers.

“I know. He comments on all of my social media posts, too. He calls meLittle Womaninstead. I’ve tried reporting him, but the sites don’t think the comments are threatening.”

“You have no idea who he is?”

“None.” She dragged a hand through her hair. “I don’t know what to do. We can’t find him. Silas is the one who told me I should think about going to the king. I told him he was crazy. I mean, your king nearly killed him.”

I grimaced.

“But Silas thinks his injuries are proof that he wouldn’t let anyone else near me.”

“He wouldn’t. Hunter really wouldn’t, if he wants you as his mate.”

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