“Did you plan on interrupting the wedding when they got there?”
“No. I didn’t have a plan at all. I was trying not to lose my mind. If Artie hadn’t shown up when he did and forced me to let the other grizzlies make a plan, I would’ve shifted and tracked you down that night. Consequences be damned.”
Madison exhaled softly. “Alright. Good to know.”
A silent moment passed.
Then another.
“Good to know?” I finally gritted out. “What does that mean? I tell you I’m in love with you, and all you can say isgood to know?”
“You didn’t tell me you were in love with me. You said you weren’t sure. And that you bit me because you couldn’t handle the idea of me leaving you.”
“So?”
“So, I don’t know what love is or sounds like any more than you do,” Madison said bluntly. “But you can’t just keep things likethat from me and expect me to fall into your arms.Good to knowseemed like a better response for the man I’m practically mated to thanI’m glad you didn’t come after me alone and die before you could save me from my wedding.”
There was another moment of silence.
A tense one.
“Okay,” I finally said.
“Okay.” Her statement sounded final.
I didn’t know what else I could say or add to make her understand how badly I wanted her or needed her. Even if I did, I didn’t think she wanted to hear it.
So I closed my eyes and tried to sleep.
Even though the only thing I really wanted to do was pull my mate into my arms, breathe in her scent, and refuse to let go.
nineteen
MADISON
I wokeup tangled up with Bo, which was exactly why I had put more clothes on than usual the night before.
The man was infuriating.
And confusing.
He snored continuously as I peeled my sweaty body off his. It took some serious effort to get his gigantic arms off of me, but I fought hard. Soon enough, I was free.
I was breathing harder than I should’ve been when I finally got away, shoving my hair away from my face.
My gaze lingered on the giant in my bed.
Our bed.
Hisbed.
It needed to be his. I couldn’t keep sharing it with him, or I was going to end up screwing him again. We’d already thoroughly proven that our communication skills were too shitty to keepscrewing like we had before. If we wanted to survive a mate bond long term, we had to find a way to stick with friendship.
That would require moving past the stuff we’d already done and felt.
Including his obsession and feelings.
And my emotions.
