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K

Bauther

K?

Me

K

Bauther

What do you mean, k?

Me

OK

Bauther

But why did you ask?

I started typing an answer, but couldn’t come up with anything that didn’t make me sound slightly insane. So, I finally just exited the text thread.

Of course, my phone rang almost as soon as I did so.

My stomach clenched, but I had to answer. He knew I was on my phone.

“Hello?” I said, trying to sound like my usual self.

“Hey.” His voice made goosebumps break out on my arms.

And it brought my mind back to the night before.

My face flushed, and I couldn’t help but remember him telling me how good I tasted.

“Why did you ask if I was sleeping with anyone else in the pack?” His question was direct.

Too direct to dance around it.

I grimaced. “There’s been a lot of messages about you in the women’s group chat after last night. I started thinking about it and just got stuck in my head I guess. When I tried to explain myself, I realized how ridiculous I sounded.”

“Werewolves are possessive, Sienna. That’s nature. It’s not ridiculous. If I found out you were fucking another guy in the pack after last night, I would probably kill the bastard.”

My shoulders eased. “I shouldn’t be possessive, though. We didn’t talk about being exclusive or anything.”

“We made plans for tonight. I was going to make plans for tomorrow after tonight, too, so it’s a hell of a lot more than one night. I’m yours for the foreseeable future, alright? And if we’re sleeping together, it’s exclusive.”

His words relaxed me, though my face was still warm. “Alright.”

“Ignore what the women in the pack say. They can talk as much shit as they want.”

“They’re not talking shit. They’re… I don’t know. In love with you.”

He chuckled. “They barely know me, Sienna. I’m just the beta to them. I’ve never had sex with someone in the pack before you. Remember that when they get too loud.”

I nodded, though he couldn’t see me. “Alright.”

“I’ll see you at 3:30?” he asked.