“For me to make it up to you.”
“You can’t.”
“That can’t be true.Come on, Dillon.I can’t change what happened.I wouldn’t even if I could.All I can do is prove that I was telling the truth and we’re meant to be together.”
The hospital door opens, and Miles and Mabel walk in, looking deliriously in love with each other.Jealousy eats at me.
I grit my teeth and turn to Dillon.“We have to go to the pack meeting, but we’ll be back soon.”
She nods.I want to reach for her, but I curl my fingers into my palms before she rejects me again.
“We’ll be back in a bit,” Miles tells Mabel.
She smiles, kissing him goodbye.I take one last look at Dillon before I stalk from the room.
“So?”Miles asks as we head to the elevator.
“So what?You claimed your mate.Congratulations.”
“Thanks, man,” he says, practically skipping as we step onto the elevator.
I hit the button for the ground floor and we ride down in silence.It isn’t until we climb into the car that Miles turns to me.
“What about you?How was last night with your mate?”
“Good, I thought.We were together last night, but this morning…I don’t know.She shut me out again.”
“Shit, I’m sorry, man.”
“It’ll be okay.I’ll fix things.”
He nods and starts the car.
“So, the meeting?”I ask, changing the subject.
“It’s going to be war,” he sighs.
“I know.”
We park outside City Hall and head inside.Almost everyone else is already there, and we sit next to Tucker and Crew.
“How’s it going?”I ask, and they grunt.
Griffin and Ryker, our pack’s Alphas, walk in, and the room falls silent.
“Thanks for coming on such short notice,” Griffin says.“I’m sure you’ve all heard about the events last night.”
“Our hearts go out to those we lost.If you haven’t, the signup for the casserole train is on the table out front.Please consider helping out the family that lost a loved one.”
I already signed Miles and me up for a date.I sit back in my chair and try to pay attention to the meeting, but it’s hard with my wolf pacing inside me.My thoughts are still on what happened with Dillon this morning.
“Our talks haven’t been successful, so the plan has changed.We’ll be fighting back,” Ryker explains.“We’ll take turns protecting our border and need everyone on watch duty.The signup form is going around now.”
Tucker scribbles his name in a time slot and passes the clipboard to me.I look at Miles and point to the next time slot.He nods, and I write our names there.We’ll have to go out every other day for the midnight to eight am shift, but that way, we’ll be home by the time our mates wake up.
Miles passes the sheet along, and we listen as Ryker goes over the game plan.Everyone is on edge as we file out, and Miles is quiet as we drive back to the hospital.
“Is that…” He trails off.
