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I just refused to admit it.

“Just do it, and call me back when you’re ready, okay? I love you. Everything’s going to be fine.”

She hung up the phone, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

Then I dropped my phone next to the tub.

The back of my head crashed against the wall. What the hell had I been thinking?

I’d been thinking with my vagina, obviously.

And it was a mistake. A huge one.

I took thirty seconds to wash myself off. Then I unplugged the drain, wrapped myself in a towel, and headed to my garage.

Where my blood freezers were.

The guys in the pack had all donated for Tori when she got to Wildwood, so there was an assload of blood. We hadn’t gone through much of it before she mated with Vex, and mated blood wolves relied on their mate for blood.

So, the freezers were mine.

And they were very, very full.

I rolled the towel a few times so it wouldn’t slide down my tits, and opened the first freezer.

There were names written in sharpie on the bags of blood.

Collin Fellop

Osten Jin

Warner Vegas

I pulled out bag after bag, piling them on the garage floor, one after another.

Halfway through the second freezer, I lifted a bag and halted.

Beckett Bauther

I stared down at his name for a moment.

A long, long moment.

“I don’t want to do this,” I finally whispered, to myself and to my wolf.

“We’ll be okay,” my wolf murmured back. “Open the bag.”

I squeezed my eyes shut.

She already knew the answer to my question. She had to. She was just keeping quiet, letting me figure it out myself.

But, after another moment, I finally grabbed the bag and walked back into the house. The freezer was still open, and there were blood bags all over the garage, but they would survive a few minutes.

I needed to know.

The door to the garage shut behind me as I walked into the kitchen and pulled a pair of scissors from a drawer. I didn’t bother warming the blood up. I didn’t need it warm to know the truth.

I held my breath while I cut it open.