It Doesn’t Matter Anymore novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67

The ride back was like a cage. The air in the car was thick. It smelled like a she wolf in heat. The smell was very where on the My stomach twisted.

Telt sick. I rolled the window down. The cold air hit my face.

Why’d you open that?” Joseph’s voice was sharp with fake worry. “You’ll get sick. We heal fast, but still

turned my head. Gave him a smile that wasn’t a smile. “Car smells weird. Like a low-rank Omega.”

His hands tightened on the wheel. His knuckles went white. He gave a dry laugh. “How? We must’ve passed the Iron Collar Market. Smell ge “Really?” I dragged my fingers over the passenger seat. My seat. “I thought maybe some other she wolf had been here. Marking her spot. He raised three fingers fast. His face got serious, like he was making an oath. “Lois. This seat is yours. No other female/sits here. Ever? His eyes looked so honest. For a second, I almost believed him.

If I hadn’t seen that video.

We got close to home. He jerked the wheel over and stopped. “Lois, border patrol emergency. Gotta go. A Beta will take you the rest of the way. okay?”

I looked at his anxious eyes. I felt nothing. Just cold empty.

Border patrol? Please.

It was obvious. Ada had mind-linked him. Wanted me gone so she could get in his “mobile den.”

“Sure,” I said, flat.

I got out. Watched the car-my car-drive off with the Alpha who said he loved me. He turned fast, heading straight for his Omega

He didn’t come home that night.

Next day, he came back. His tie was perfect. It didn’t hide the dark red mark on his neck. A fresh mating bite.

He walked in and hugged me, burying his face in my neck. “Lois, dealing with those lone-wolves last night… exhausting. Missed you.”

I fought the urge to shift and bite his throat. I looked past him, at the gift box on the high shelf. “Rough night?”

He let go, followed my look. Eager. “Lois, about the gift… really not now? The moon’s perfect.”

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