Page 98 of Big Bad Bully
Aubrey is mine. I’m going to hunt down her enemies and end them, one by one.
I will put myself between her and danger every time.
Even if it costs me everything.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Aubrey
After sex, Billy falls back to sleep with me in his arms, so I quietly slip out of bed and go out to the balcony to call Madi. I called Jamie last night to tell her that someone shot at me, and I fear it could be related to Sentience. She’s in hiding still, so hopefully, she will be safe.
We were supposed to fly back this morning to get ready for the wedding, but they decided to delay the flight for Billy to recover a little more. The plan was to leave this afternoon whether he was conscious or not–which terrified me.
But I guess after that spectacular display of virility, I don’t have to worry. They were right–he’s going to be just fine.
Which is just crazy. All the pieces are still clicking together in my head. All the hints I had but didn’t recognize. The allergy to silver–OMG!
Werewolves are supposedly allergic to silver, at least according to the lore. But they aren’t werewolves, they’re wolf shifters.
I have so many questions.
Madi answers after a couple of rings. “Hey, how’s he doing?”
“He woke up. We had sex, and he fell back to sleep.”
Madi laughs. “Well. I guess that means he’s good to fly back.”
“Yep. Thank God.”
“Jake and Vance couldn’t find the shooter.”
I suck in a sharp breath. “They didn’t?”
“But Nickel determined through his family that it wasn’t Luka or his pack. So you’re probably right–the shooter was sent from Sentience.”
“So…you’re marrying a wolf, huh?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you. It killed me. I know we were drifting apart because of this secret, and I just didn’t know how to fix it.”
Tears spear my eyes. Suddenly, I’m crying. “Yeah, I’ve missed you so much.”
“Me too! I’m sorry, Aubrey.”
“Well, now I know. It makes sense why you were warning me off Billy.”
“No, I think I was wrong about that. He used to have a bias against humans. He initially didn’t think I was the right mate for Brick because I’m not a wolf, and alphas have to protect their blood lines or their kids won’t shift. But I think you may have changed things for him. I think you might be his mate.”
There’s a reverence to the way she says his mate that clues me in to a deeper meaning. “What does that mean?”
“Well, wolves can have ordinary relationships, like humans. But supposedly every wolf has one true mate. A fated match. Someone they instinctively know–primarily by scent–is The One. But it’s not that common to find your true mate. You’d have to search the whole world over. So it’s pretty special when it happens.”
I remember what Billy said to me when we were making love. I wanted you the moment I first caught your nutmeg and honey scent at the cafe.
Am I his fated mate? It would explain why he pursued me even when I was so prickly. Perhaps he was pursuing me against his own best judgment.
“Are you Brick’s mate?”
“Yes. I guess it’s unusual for an alpha wolf to have a human as a fated mate, so his pack had a hard time accepting it.”
