Page 114 of The Wolf Prince's Mate

“What are you going to do?” Olive asked me. She sounded curious.

“I don’t know. My wolf is whining about the thought of him leaving us, and as pissed as I am, I get it. He’s terrified he’ll hurt me, and his fear isn’t unfounded. If it was, he’d still be here.”

“Here.” Olive tucked an arm around my waist and eased me up to a sitting position. I thanked her, slouching against her and the wall.

Syd slipped onto the bed too, taking my other side so she could help keep me upright.

“I wish I could hate him,” I whispered.

“You love him too much for that,” Syd said simply.

“I know.”

My chest hurt.

The rest of me did too.

“Want to see my house?” I asked Olive. “I have a pink couch. It’s glorious.”

She smiled. “Sure.”

“Do you have a place to live yet?” I checked.

“Aspen offered me a room here, but I told her we’d figure that out after you recovered.”

I nodded. “I’ve got two houses. And two Jeeps, actually. Want one of each?”

Syd laughed.

Olive made a noise of confusion.

“Hunter gave them to me as apology presents after that whole mess,” I explained. “Clay was pissed. He gave me the orange Jeep, and the house I actually live in, because he didn’t want me living in his brother’s apology presents.”

“Well, I have no qualms about living in or driving apology presents.” Olive’s voice was upbeat. “Especially considering I’m dirt poor, and in an assload of medical debt.”

“Fuck cancer,” I grumbled.

“Fuck cancer.” She raised an invisible cup, and I pretended to click mine against it.

Syd reached over and did the same, mirroring our sentiments.

“Let’s get out of here,” I said.

They helped me out of the bed, and when I reached for the book, Syd tucked it under her free arm for me. I was too weak to walk on my own, so they supported much of my weight on our way to the elevator. Then, out to the parking lot and into my Jeep.

Oli and I squished in the passenger seat while Syd drove to my place, taking a small detour to show Olive her new cabin. She was emotional when she got back in the vehicle, and hugged me tightly.

There was still shit between us. A lot of it. None of which we had acknowledged or worked through.

But honestly, I didn’t know if we would need to work through all of it anymore.

It had been so long, and we had changed and grown up so much. We were just kids when all of that stuff got between us.

Eventually, a conversation or ten was going to have to happen.

But for the moment, I hoped we could keep pretending we were just normal sisters who hadn’t been enemies as children. It was nice not to hate each other. Really nice.

After we got back,Syd and Olive made pasta and did my dishes for me while I napped on the couch. I felt much better after we ate, and we headed out for a run together in our wolf forms.

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