Page 125 of The Wolf King's Mate

My cheeks warmed a little as I grabbed it, unplugging it and typing in my code. I took a second to scan the messages on the screen.

Nova

Are you okay?

They’re telling me you’re okay, but unconscious

I know that being trapped with these bastards is protecting me from my stalker and anyone else who might want to use me, but I want to stab this growly fucker in the eye

My lips curved slightly. I asked Enzo, “Did Hunter take Nova?”

“Yeah.”

“Is she here?”

“Yeah. He let her move into her own room, though.”

“Wow. He must have learned what not to do with a woman by watching you.”

I heard his scoff from the kitchen. “You’re alive and safe. I’m doing fine.”

Right.

Sure.

Iffinewas his word for abducting me and confusing the heck out of me while maintaining insanely possessive behavior, he was doing fine.

I ran a hand through my hair. It wasn’t tangled. He must’ve brushed it for me.

He was taking care of me on top of the abduction and possessiveness. Maybe that counted for something.

Or maybe it didn’t.

I didn’t have a clue, and I was tired of trying to figure it out.

I hit the button to call Fletcher, and lifted the phone to my ear. He answered instantly.

“I knew you were awake. That asshole has been lying to me,” he growled.

“Literally just woke up, Fletch. Good morning to you too.”

“It’s three in the afternoon.”

“Good afternoon, then.” I yawned. “Want to go for a run? I still haven’t checked that off my list of things to try now that I’m kind of free.”

“No, I don’t want to go for a run. Our forests are full of wolves who want to take you and force you to turn their human women. The only reason they haven’t attacked yet is because your mate is fucking terrifying, and threatened the whole city.”

“He’s technically not my mate yet.”

Enzo growled in the kitchen.

Fletcher growled on the phone.

“I saidyet,” I told both of them.

Would I ever be free of dominant, possessive men?

It seemed more unlikely by the day.

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