between last month when he had you and this month when he had no one, I’m betting he found someone that he wanted to mate with but for some reason he isn’t with her. So she’s either not from the Wilde Creek Pack or…”
“Or she’s human,” Taylor finished.
“Right.” Rufus exhaled in thought and said, “I want you to follow him, Talia.”
“What?”
“Yeah. Follow him around town without being caught, and see what he’s doing. Maybe he’s visiting someone or something like that. Who the hell knows?”
“Why should I?”
His hand shot out and he fisted a chunk of her hair and twisted it until she cried out in pain. “Because you’re already in big shit for talking to us, Talia, and sharing pack business with three banished members. If you don’t want to wind up banished like us, you’ll help us by tailing Acksel and telling us what he’s up to.”
He released her hair and she fell to her knees with a sob, scrubbing at her eyes with the back of her hands. “You’re an asshole.”
“Whatever,” Rufus snorted. Then he grinned. “While you’re down there, bitch, why don’t you make good use of that mouth?”
Her eyes flashed with lust and a little bit of anger. She sighed loudly and reached for his dick. Rufus didn’t much care whether she liked him or not. He and his friends would use her until she had no value and then they’d decide what to do with her. Maybe they’d keep her when they took over the pack, and use her for a fuck toy whenever they wanted, or maybe they’d just kill her and toss her in a ditch.
Chapter 5
Mia joined Brynn in the nearly-empty theater, carrying two sodas, with a small bucket of popcorn tucked into the crook of her arm. It was her turn to buy snacks for their weekly movie night. She accepted the soda with a smile as Mia settled into the seat next to her. She tried not to feel guilty that she was using their movie night as a distraction so she didn’t keep thinking about a certain gray-eyed jerk.
She’d left two more messages for Acksel after her original one, and she hated herself after each one. She was not some lovesick teenager who didn’t know when to take a hint, but she couldn’t seem to stop herself from dialing his number and hoping he’d answer or call back. It had been almost two weeks since the last time she’d called him, a full month since their night together, and she was trying to move on, damn it. But her brain — or maybe it was her heart — wouldn’t let her.
Mia nudged her. She startled and looked at her. “I’m sorry, what?”
She smiled. “You look about a hundred miles away, B. Rough day?”
“Not really. I talked to my dad before you came to get me and he said that my mom had called him and given him a hard time because I wouldn’t go with her for the spa weekend. She accused him of turning me against her and all that old bullcrap she shoveled when I was younger.” Although she hadn’t actually been thinking about it when she had gotten distracted, it had been bothering her. And it wasn’t as if she could tell Mia that she was thinking about a certain alpha asshole.
“You shouldn’t let your mom get to you, B. She asked you to come so she could get you to pay for her. That she’s blaming your dad for shit she caused just means she’s as immature as ever and will most likely never change.”
She rolled her eyes. “That’s not making me feel any better.”
Mia chuckled. “I’m sorry. I just don’t like to see you get torn up about stuff you can’t control. Next time she calls, just remind yourself that you’re an amazing person in spite of how messed up she was, and she can’t make you feel bad unless you let her.”
“That definitely made me feel better,” she said, smiling.
“Whatever happened to that doctor guy you went on that blind date with?” Mia tossed a few pieces of popcorn into her