Page 146 of Fated to the Hunters
“Perfect.” Then he blew her a kiss through the speaker. “We’ll see you soon.”
“Be safe.” Then she quickly added, “You too, Vince. Don’t leave Mateo in silence this whole time.”
“I’ll be sure to come up with an appropriate conversational topic to keep him occupied.”
“Already sounds boring,” Ezra snorted.
“Be safe you two, okay?”
“We will,” Mateo promised, ending the call.
She sighed and feeling how exhausted she was, Ezra picked her up and carried her to bed. “I’m sorry I overreacted earlier.”
“As someone very beautiful and smart told me once, your feelings are valid no matter how strong.”
“You remember, huh?”
“I lost my shit because you left the room for two minutes—it’s something I’ll never forget.”
She curled up to him and though it was Ezra’s arms holding her tight, Mateo’s hoodie kicked up a waft of his scent to mix with Ezra’s. She missed him—and Vince—and easily dozed off with the thought that they were returning to her.
Sitting on the bed of the truck, she looked out over the trail where Mateo and Vince were supposed to appear from. They’d arrived three hours ago and though she’d wanted to continue to find them, Ezra had insisted they wait. He didn’t want her to fall on the trail and get hurt, especially considering all she’d chosen was a dress.
Ezra handed her lunch and cracked open a water bottle for her. “They are coming close. It’s not long anymore.”
“Can you feel them?”
“I can.”
“Are they okay?”
Since she wasn’t doing so herself, Ezra lifted the water bottle to her lips. “They are tired, but excited. I’m sure they are picking up their pace to be able to see you sooner.”
“They’re going to run themselves into the ground.”
Ezra chuckled and lifted her hand that held the sandwich. “Eat. And unless you are planning on a rigorous exercise with them, they’ll be fine. They can rest in the car.”
“Are they hurt?”
“I can feel pain, but it could be just their bodies aching.”
“So, nothing major?”
“No, princess. They are fine.”
Scarlett looked past him again, not wanting to lose eye contact with the trail’s exit. “How are you feeling? About the hunt.”
“I can’t wait to finally start it. How are you feeling about being alone for all that time?”
“Honestly?”
“I’m sure I speak for all of us when I say we always want an honest answer from you.”
“I’m scared, and like I’ll trap myself in the cabin. I set myself a goal to go out at least once alone, but what if that creepy guy shows up again?”
“I have not seen him around.”
Scarlett’s eyes narrowed on his. “What did you do?”
