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“Which is why we aren’t waiting to next week.”

I looked at her frowning. “They’ve gone to the festival, Ebony. I literally felt her leave town.”

“Taylor is downstairs in the car. We have tickets and we are all packed. All we are waiting on is you.” Ebony stepped in front of me, looking like she really did regret her actions. “It’s a three-hour drive, and they would have had to stop to get the Winnebago. The festival kicks off at ten tonight so we should get there just in time.”

“So, what’s your plan? Us going to the festival, to what? Watch our mates fuck each other?”

Her eyes hardened. “No. To stop that from happening. I tell Allie the truth, she takes you back, and Blake and I get back together. I still don’t know how I’m going to get him back, but getting him away from Allie is a start.”

“Why should I help you? Why should I do it?” She was the one that caused this situation to begin with. If she hadn’t got involved, Allie would still be with me. Allie had already turned Blake down. He was going back to her and if Ebony had been sleeping around, he wouldn’t have been turning to Allie to begin with.

“Because I know you need her. I know this is killing you so don’t do it for me, do it for her. Do it for you. Do it for the pack. Do it because she is meant to be the woman leading beside you.” Ebony stepped closer to me. “Do it because you love her.”

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “Ok, but I can’t promise she will take me back. She is planning on leaving. The last thing she asked of me, was to let her go.”

Ebony smiled dimly. “I’m really sorry, Zane, but I promise by the end of this weekend we both will have our mates back.”

“Nothing saying they want that.”

“Blake wants me. I’m just going to remind him, I want him back.”

“You sure he wants you because he seems rather set on my mate.” On my Allie.

She nodded her head. “I’ll get him back.” I think she was saying that more to herself than to me. “Hurry up and pack a bag, Harris!” she snapped when I didn’t move.

“Yeah, righto.” I got up, putting my cigarette out. At the very least it meant I would see Allie this weekend. Even if she didn’t agree to get back together with me, I would see her. Maybe if I begged her, she would consider trusting me again.

Chapter Sixty-six

BLAKE

I watched her dance, not being able to keep my hands off her. She didn’t seem to mind, smoking on the weed I brought and dancing to the music.

Chase had already found a woman and had disappeared. I knew him coming would ruin my plans completely. I had told him clearly that under no circumstances is he to come back to the Winnebago.

I was going to get a dose of Allie tonight. I knew her well. I knew she couldn’t resist, not she was high, half drunk, and high on the music.

“God, I love this music!” she yelled in my arms. “This has to be one of your best plans coming here.”

I grinned. I knew it was a good idea. Get her away from Zane and away from that idea of hers where we couldn’t be together.

I wasn’t even missing Ebony. Well, that was a lie. I was, but not nearly as much as I should be when I had Allie in my arms.

It was like having her was giving me a shield against all the crap with Ebony. How I felt about Ebony. How I missed her. All of that was blocked when I had my hands on Allie.

I knew she had decided she was leaving at the end of the year so I had until then to convince her I was worthy of going with her.

This weekend was the start of her seeing me as worthy and us being a couple.

Allie stepped out of my arms to pick up another beer and, as soon as she did, I was hit with a memory of Ebony.

God, why couldn’t I just turn my feelings off for her!

Allie had seemed to be able to turn hers off for Zane. Why couldn’t I do that? Just turn my feelings off for Ebony?

Allie stepped back in my arms, and as soon as my hands were on her, my thoughts of Ebony disappeared again.

That longing for Ebony was gone.