Her CEO Stalker and Her Second Chance Mate (Adelaide) novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41

I woke up late in the morning with a headache, no doubt, too much alcohol and tears. After wrapping my ribs as Cater instructed, I found a robe on the back of the door, and walked down the stairs and meandered to the first floor, finding myself alone in the house. The note by the coffee pot with a bottle of Advil, told me everything I needed to know. I sighed, investigated the pot, found it prepped, and pressed the brew button. Rosie, who had followed me down, scratched at the back door as Tucker lazily meandered into the kitchen with a stretch before finding his bowl of kibble to eat. I let Rosie out. My eyes followed her as she bounded off the

deck and into the side yard to do her business.

When the coffee was done, I made my way out onto the back deck. I watched the valley below

bask in the late morning sunlight, the sounds of nature spoke to my soul. I processed the

events from the night before; dinner, the panic attack, the way Carter’s hands felt against my

skin. He seemed like a good guy, really. I just wasn’t in a place I could look at anyone like

that. I didn’t know if I could ever look at anyone like that ever again. I hugged myself leaning

against the railing, squinting my eyes as I looked for any signs of Rosie.

When there were movements in the bushes at the treeline, I moved to the left side of the

deck. Two blurred figures were running in the trees.

“Rosie!” I called to her, my heart beating wildly. The dog busted through the treeline, tongue

lolling, her tail happy and alert, as she stopped in the yard, looking at me expectantly. Then

the second figure came to a skidding halt at the threshold of the trees. A large brindle wolf.

“Rosie! Come!” I shouted sternly, moving towards the open gate on the deck. She glanced back

at the wolf, but immediately bolted to comply. I shut the gate behind her. My eyes fixated on

the wolf that didn’t move. She stared at me, as if sizing me up, while my hands ran over

Rosie’s coat looking for any injury. The wolf cocked her head and backed into the treeline. I let

out a breath of relief. I’d have to ask Carter about the wolves in the area. I’ve heard of dogs

running with coyotes before, but that wolf was much bigger than any coyote I had ever seen.

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I grabbed my coffee and went back inside, locking the door behind me. I leaned against the

back door letting my breathing even out before I popped two Advil, and checked the closet

under the stairs. There she was, the most beautiful shotgun I had ever seen. I picked a point

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