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pulling her sheet up and over her so she would stay warm, he told himself he wouldn’t regret his decision. He wasn’t built to have these sort of emotions. He wasn’t normal by any means. That was why he had never been accepted into his father’s pack. It was also why he wouldn’t stay here, get the feline’s hopes up that these abrupt, unusual feelings of his were a show of commitment, and take the chance of hurting her.
    Moving slowly out of the bed so as to not wake her, Ezrah grabbed his clothes off the floor then walked into the living room. It took him less than a minute to pull his jeans, socks, and boots on. It took less than two minutes to walk out of the cat’s cabin, shut the door without making a sound, pull his vest on, and walk to his bike.
    Before three minutes had passed, he was heading down the dirt road, back toward the highway. The entire disappearance from Kink’s life had been made quickly and easily. No tears or questions from her. No awkward moments from him because he couldn’t give her something more or an explanation as to why. Just a quiet desertion to escape the unavoidable reality of how he was and how he would always be.
    Then why was Ezrah’s wolf telling him that he had just made the biggest mistake of his life?

Chapter Six
     
    Chrissy slowly came to consciousness, aching in all of the best places.
    Her thighs were sore from riding her wolf as if her life depended on it. Her hips were slightly bruised from the firm grip of his hands. Her breasts burned and nipples were almost raw from his love bites. And her intimate folds were tender from the non-stop sex-a-thon she’d had with the man she now knew was her mate.
    The combined sensations caused her mouth to slowly slip into a pleased grin. At least, she was smiling up until the moment she took her first conscious deep breath in. Chrissy didn’t need to open her eyes to see what her nose was telling her. The wolf was long gone.
    His scent was still on her sheets but fading with every second that passed.
    Tears pricked the back of her eyes as reality set in. Apparently, this had only been a booty call for the wolf. At least she was at her own damn cabin so she wouldn’t have to do a walk of shame. Why in the hell had her cat gone and gotten all starry-eyed and attached in little over a day? God, she was such an idiot.
    Not to mention, how much of a loser was she that she didn’t even know the man’s name? The two of them had screwed like bunnies on a cocaine binge for over twenty-four hours, and not once had she gotten him to tell her his name. Not once had she asked a personal question. No, the only things she knew about her now missing mate were that he liked to pin her to the bed underneath him as he took her from behind, eat her out on the dining room table, and he loved it when she’d introduced him to the reverse cowgirl. But she certainly didn’t know his name or how to find him, and now that she was thinking about it, he hadn’t asked for hers. Instead, he had chosen to call her by her nickname Kinks or some other generic nickname while they had been going at it.
    As the reality of what she had thought was an unexpected dream come true slapped her in the face, Chrissy sort of wished she could do just that to him. Not slap him, per se, but take a frying pan to his head over and over again as she vented her frustration and distress. That lone wolf had blown into her life like a tumbleweed and left pieces of her behind as if he had been a wrecking ball. Damn it all to hell!
    Her heart was hurting, and even though she knew why, she didn’t like it one bit.
    Putting her tough girl façade back on, she did her makeup and consoled herself with one thought.
    Her mate didn’t want her? Fine. Fuck it. She hadn’t wanted a mate, any-damn-way.
    At least, that was what she was going to tell herself every minute of every day until she believed the lie.
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    The North Carolina state line was just ahead of him, coming up quickly.