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“You want to know why Kurt is my friend?”
“Yes.”
“Will it help you be nicer?”
“Highly unlikely.”
“Shame.” Just like that, the harsh tone was back.
“Maybe one day you can tell us,” Mateo offered.
“Yes, maybe.”
“Scarlett,” Vince hummed, unable to stay silent any longer.
“Vince.” Though she clearly wanted to sound cold, she audibly enjoyed saying his name.
“We are sorry.”
“Try that again.”
“Iam sorry. I didn’t go there to hurt your friend, and I didn’t mean to make you worry about him either.”
“I’m not sure if I’m ready to forgive you.”
“You don’t have to.”
Then she dropped her voice, seemingly afraid to say her next words out loud. “You shouldn’t come back.”
Mateo sighed. He knew she was right, but that didn’t mean he had to like it. “We know.”
“But you’ll come anyway.”
“We will stay away as much as we can, but Vince still has customers in Brighton that he needs to deliver to. Ezra, however, won’t set foot within city limits.”
“Because I’m so terrified of the big bad wolves,” Ezra teased.
“Fine, do what you want, Ezra,” she snapped, instantly enraged once more. “You two won’t save his stupid behind this time.”
Then she was gone.
“His behind,” Ezra echoed in a high-pitched voice. “She has to fucking grow up.”
Mateo rolled his eyes while Vince helped himself to another portion of food. But deep down, they could feel that Ezra was content. Maybe she was a match for him after all. He clearly enjoyed her growing dominant side. It was probably her alpha genes that she’d suppressed and were now showing, and Mateo couldn’t wait to see more of that as their relationship grew.
Chapter Sixteen
Scarlett
The days passed slowly—torturously—and though she didn’t want to admit it, Scarlett missed her mates. They had taken her advice and stayed away from her pack’s building for two weeks. With someone constantly watching her, she hadn’t been able to call them either. The only communication they’d had were two texts just to make sure she was doing well. She felt awful for doing this to them after they’d warmed up to the idea of her being her mate. And if they hadn’t attacked Kurt, she would’ve melted over the idea that they’d gone to buy her art supplies.
“Are you even listening?”
She looked up at Maximilian, who was sitting across from her at the dinner table. Her mother sat to her left, and her father to her right. “No,” she admitted openly. She hadn’t been hiding her bad mood lately and her family was fully aware. In all honesty, she didn’t care anymore.
“I was telling you that I won’t be going into the office tomorrow so you and I can do our session.”
With everything going on, her self-defence classes had taken a back seat. Scarlett nodded and started poking at her steak again.
