Page 90 of Pack Kasen: Part 2

I slowly nod. “Yeah.”

He stares at me, then shakes his head. “Damn. We are truly in the age of flying pigs if Marisa is admitting to being wrong about something.” He squints at me. “What about you?”

“Go away,” I snarl.

Lips quirking, he retreats and closes the door behind him.

I stare at the door and ask myself what the fuck is wrong with me that I cannot say two fucking words.

It’s two words.

Just two.

I think it. I say it in my head. But out loud?

I can’t do it, and I don’t know why.

“Joy!” I yell.

Seconds later, she sticks her head in. “What?”

The disrespect.

I stare at her.

“Yes, Alpha.”

“What would you do if I brought you a dead deer?”

She cocks her head, eyeing me curiously. “Is this about your refusal to tell Kat you fucked up?”

“Get out!” I growl.

“If you can’t even say it, how can she know you mean it?” she says as she leaves, taking her sweet time.

I look at my overflowing email box, and I close my laptop.

24

KAT

“Please tell me you didn’t sneak out again, Leo?” I ask the seven-year-old boy, doing his best to talk my ear off.

He blinks up at me, innocence personified. “Why?”

Damn. This kid never gets tired of running off and getting into trouble.

I sigh, glancing back at the house.

When I left it, I wanted to be alone. My de facto spot for solitude and reflection has become this spot beside the creek. I’ll miss it when I leave, but I can’t stay here just because I like the creek.

Before Leo turned up, I was kicking myself for erupting like a volcano and telling Aren things I had no intention of ever telling anyone.

The stuff about Blaine was bad enough.

But the bet?

It bubbled out of me, and there was no stopping myself when I started.

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