Page 29 of The Wolf King's Mate

After a moment’s pause, he grabbed the blanket off me and tossed it to the side of the room. “Don’t touch that again. It smells like my brother.”

Then he strode out of the room, closing the door behind him. He didn’t lock it, but I knew the situation.

Anyone who tried to help me would bleed. Maybe die.

I wasn’t locked in, but Iwastrapped.

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ASPEN

I didn’t wantto piss off Enzo or Hunter, so I was careful about what I texted Fletcher. Losing my phone again would be shitty. I had to play along with the Savage brothers’ rules.

Me

Hey, Fletch, the king gave me my phone back

Fletcher

Prove it

Me

You have a mole on your left ass cheek. We named it George when we were seven, before our parents told us that wasn’t socially acceptable

Fletcher

He hasn’t locked you up or hurt you, has he?

Me

No

I’m fine

Fletcher

Thank fuck

Is he really coming?

Me

I think so

He left me a minute ago

Did you warn Silas?

Fletcher

Already called him, but he’s not running

Let’s hope he can convince the king that he has no feelings for you. How possessive is he?

Me

Possessive, possessive

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