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“Why would I need your couch if I have my own house?”

“Because from what Kenneth was telling me about your morning interaction, that’s where you’re going to be banished often.”

I scowled. “He’s just a pup. What the hell does he know about mating?”

“Touché, but what do you know about it?”

“Is everything under control there or what?” I snapped.

“All good, boss.”

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

I hung up on him, angry at him souring my mood.

Everyone ended up with their true mate eventually, right? Maybe not those idiots who committed to compatible mates first, but otherwise it all worked out in the end.

Thomas and Lily hadn’t exactly had the fairytale start either.

Hell, Sydney despised Luke at first.

I grinned thinking back to that kiss. Tricia hadn’t seemed to despise me then.

Sure, she was talking about leaving, but I had to have faith that she couldn’t go through with it.

Suddenly I began to worry about everything.

What if she really did leave?

What if she already had and I was too late day-dreaming of a future together while she slipped away?

What if I’d already screwed things up beyond repair?

What if she hated me? Or at the very least didn’t want to be with me?

“Shit!” I needed to get to her right now before all the what ifs drowned me.

Plus, I couldn’t wait to show her the house.

I left and drove straight home. Unfortunately, the family had returned.

Needing to see my mate and talk to her, I pushed my pride aside and walked into the house. They were all standing around the foyer.

Meg ran over and threw her arms around my waist.

“Uncle Brady, you’re back!”

“Hey squirt. Just because I’m getting my own place doesn’t mean I won’t be around.”

“Promise?”

“You’re really leaving?” Evie asked.

“I am.”

“But why? We love having you here.”